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unlike the tide
it comes in and stays
the salt is bitter
I want more
the moon is shining
honey, this is it
I'm going to try
to get higher than the stars
washing away the good
pulling you in deeper
midnight clouds
hiding the light
and down I go again
inhaling the foamy waters
as I seal my eyes tight
a struggle between me
and the strength of the ocean
I won't be like the rest
now part of the waters forever
swimming towards the shore
but sinking towards the bottom
Opening my eyes
I allow the bitter salt to sting
and I see
that I don't want this
and thats when I see them
the angels of the sea
the beautys with fins
pulling me to shore
and all I have to do is hang on
Gasping for breath
kissing the ground
too tired to stand
my eyes closed tightly in pain
I reach out
and to my relief
something soft
unlike the rough sand
sticking to me like reminders of the ocean
something soft and breathing
Its warm and furry
its my pegasus
to the heavens
I climb aboard
my final friend
takes me high...
higher than the stars...
come with me
allow the sea angels,
the pegasus,
and my outstretched hand
to help