I watch the waves;
Breaking, rolling and crashing
Fighting to wet the sands.
A lifetime of companionship, of equal goals
Is lost
As they cry
Into the earth.
Dejected, rejected, and defeated
They turn 'round
To warn the oncoming waves.
They are consumed in the white foam.
Break. Roll. Crash. Die.
Break, roll, crash... Die.
Their infinite fight an undying reminder,
As your waves crash into me.
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