Ocean Breath :
How are you tomorrow?
I'm afraid we'll not meet
Worries get me away from God
I hope we are always fine
Like I said life changing
Old man will always be very wise
Young man dreams
Humans like being in a dirty ashtray
Long and short has become a decision
Poetry puzzles both of us
Wind and waves that never fused
They wade through the ocean without having to say
Honesty is what keeps them together
Without having to understand how tomorrow is
and I always say...
I hope we are always fine
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