Ocean
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The gentle sway,
The soothing tide.
On the ocean,
I'm calm inside.
The waves will rock me,
Off to sleep.
The sea will seldom,
Make me weep.
The sea gives me,
A gentle course.
But deep beneath,
There's an angry force.
It rises up,
It won't hold back.
It sees me and,
It will attack.
The rain will bite,
The clouds will sneer.
Still I hold off,
Any fear.
Danger lurks,
Within this gale.
Yet still onward,
I will sail.
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Poems of a Font
PuisiThis book will never truly be finished, because I will never stop needing to write poetry. This is a collection of poems that I have written about my life. I can't keep them to myself, so here you go. Some are about heavier topics, others are just l...
