Oceanside Breeze

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Smell the ocean breeze,

calm aromas of salt in the air. 

Incompetent voices blow through the winds. 


It's the purest of decadent isolation. 

Far off from the rest, 

the beauty- only in the eyes of the beholder. 


Truth be told, 

it's the winds of change guiding me. 

I move with haste, 

running towards the light. 


What's ahead?

I see a dark figure, reaching out to me. 

He smiles, as the light envelopes me.

I know, now, who he is.. 


My destiny. 

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