Another wave shoves the foam even closer to the shore,
Closer, closer, closer, closer,
This has been a repetitive cycle since the beginning of the foam's formation,
Closer, closer, closer,
Each wave edging it closer,
Closer, closer,
But the foam does all it can to resist the force of the wave behind it,
Closer,
Until it finally reaches and is completely destroyed.
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My Poetry
PoetryEach chapter is a different poem of mine. Most of them are vents ngl :')
