With a rush of power,
Thunderous as the sea.
Others will cower,
As the surge crushes me.
The strength of the emotion,
Floods my mind.
Towering like the ocean,
Washing ashore among my kind.
Drifting in the wash,
Like a lone jetsam.
The waves crash,
I grab your hand.
Floating through the spray,
Together we glide.
Day by day,
Until we die.
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