Shea Arender


Ocean Existence

-Stormy nights rain actively among my hidden shadows
-Periods of Evil sink the blood flowing to my brain

Are my heart and soul all of the same?
Does the beauty of the sea rest in my unconscious?
Or is the mist from the ocean drowning me?

I explore beyond the fall of the night
For this moment, I can feel the wind from the ocean

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