The waves crash and suck away the sand
on and on it goes
never stopping for a break.
What the ocean holds in secret
never will it be revealed to be
truth.
That's the way it works.
Never Hesitating.
Never Hurting.
Never Troubling.
Waves come and go
Trashing and creating havoc as they go
It never ends..
Saddening fate they hold.
a never ending spell
is what they pleaded.
The ocean holds in secret
a tragedy in making.
No more words are to be told
only said.
That's the rule it holds.
A rule not pleaded
but established
by majority rule.
ESTÁ A LER
The Maze of Curiosities
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