Leave your worries by the shoreline
& run your bare feet through the sand
Let the water be a soft bed,
When you cannot bear to stand
Make friends with flying seagulls
& hold the sun up on your palm,
Before you duck beneath the water
Where the world is mute and clear
Tell the fish all of your problems
As they all come swimming past,
When your lungs are close to bursting
Swim above the water and gasp,
Let the water hold all your sadness
& wash it right out the sea,
So like a message in a bottle
All your worries are set free
& the sea might make you feel alone
But the world has trouble too
For how else do you suppose
That the ocean got so blue
~e.h~
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