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Winds of sun warmed yellow sands blowing against your shoulder..

Those ocean waves of icy blue appearing almost colder..

Yet warmed by the suns of sands brushing close to its waves..

Gentle waves like the steady beat its kind heart craves..

Hidden beneath a crowd of people and faceless faces

Unheard beneath the crowded laughter..

All emotions shown through hard cases..

Yet its gently waves seeking a softer pitter patter..

Seeking the rain that rids the crowds..

To see one true face and reveal weeping clouds..

To unleash pure emotion and sonething raw..

Beachchairs swept away and sand dampened by pain..

For happiness its gentle waves seek and claw..

Hiding behind its sunned sand.. blocking itself from warmth that surround..

Yet unknown to self to the true fear reflected from its sweet blue waves.. 

Waiting for the sun to kiss the sand.. and the morning sun light up all around..

Hiding its heart where no one sees.. hidden in the beauty of dark caves

 Gentle waves rarley kissed with compassion that give so much to the dried life around it..

Craving care and life beyond what the soft sand knew.. beyond its gentle limit..

It craved crashing waves and storms unhidden by the tall rock walls..

It craved love and care that was not of the hearts pained calls..

Craved something more.. something different to what it had always known..

Something dark and something bright.. something not thrown..

Not thrown off by its crashing waves.. not blind by crowds and sounds..

Something that would see its beauty and serenity.. something that made it found..