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The seascape, verdant in color,

Coalesces green and blue hues in favor

Of reds, purples, and yellows of sunsets, brighter.

The water flows in cadence with my heart,

A beat that travels within the water’s part.

I fling myself within it, swimming at my leisure; start.

Enjoying the feel of the silky water

As it envelopes my body with heat, that’s better

Than being alone as I sweep away tears: left for later.

They would stain my paper and ink, Telling me it was time for a break

From life’s realities that weigh me on a brink.

At the sea, the smells, painted sky,

The sounds of crashing waves hitting the shore by

The second, are therapy for a broken soul to fly.