The pull of the ocean…washed away by the sea.
I sometimes wonder,
what it would be like,
to stand on the wet, sandy shore,
as a giant wave washes over me,
taking me into its cool embrace,
drowning me in its love,
washing away my sorrows,
my human sins.
Would I become immortal?
Would I be at peace?
Would I find happiness at long last?
I have become so weary of this life,
tired of fighting,
tired of crying.
I long for serenity.
I long for tranquility.
The ocean calls to me,
like a long lost lover,
waiting for me to return.
So I take that step,
and walk into the sea…

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