Way out there on the edge of everything,
where all becomes one,
the peace of the clear blue sky,
smiling,
meets the tumultuous temper of the big water,
waving.
It is there, where they blend perfectly,
so smooth and serene like a dream,
so complete,
that no one can tell the difference
between the wild and the tame.
Like a distant duel
from another time,
neither one wins,
neither one loses.
Both simply live on forever connected,
just as it was always
meant to be.
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