Ocean

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I stand 
staring
into the depths.
I see 
everything 
crystal clear. 
You pull me 
in 
and cover me with sand.
You push me
out 
and cover me with water
You leave me
shells 
and other pretty things.
I gather
them 
and thank you quietly.
I leave 
you
by walking away.
I will miss 
you 
while I am a away.

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