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Missing The Sea

Missing the sea
waves touches the sand
sky reflects to ocean
seashells on the bay
gazing to the view
I stare on it
sometimes I pick
not to collect
but putting into another view
pebbles and rocks
has stagnation beauty
that made in sea
to witness and mesmerize
the sunsets
I remember the golden rays
scattered on the oceans
I feel the nature
the hopes
an everlasting amazement
I walked into the seaside
touching the waves
let the wind touches my skin
I missed the sea
roaming alone
towards the stone
at ends of the bay
sit and feel the breeze.
remembering the memories
imagine the plans
live in this world
fight with spirits.