The ocean reaches out to the shore
crying loud with every touch.
As the water beats against the world
The earth fights against the urge to budge.
There’s chaos on that sandy shore,
a fine balance breaks with every wave.
And as the waves come back for more
the beach will slowly melt away.
Time will pass as all things do,
A tide now gone with no farewell.
On the move and always changing
it made me think of myself.
Writing in Cadence 
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