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Ocean of PainVast, seemingly endless,
so wild and beautiful.
Teeming with life,
and yet as I stand here,
on the shore,
I can see none of it,
cannot feel damp sand,
squished between bare toes.
My ears are deaf to the cries,
of the gulls overhead,
of the seals off the shore.
Only the sound of my heart,
breaking and falling,
drowns out even the crashing waves.
Breakers have wiped out
the trace of my path,
no way back.
And I cannot find it
within myself to care.
You words destroyed it all...
all the hope,
all the love,
all the care,
I had held.
Unable to reach you,
unable to see you,
unable to change your mind.
So now there is another ocean
separating us, made of more than water.
No way now to close the gap,
no more reason to either.
I stand on one shore,
staring off at a shore I cannot see,
my tears falling to join the waves,
carrying my pain to you across the ocean.

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