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The surf washes over your face
broken and weary in the
salty water
like blood
feeding the kelp.
You feel nothing
from the intensity.
Staring from wide open eyes
glistening as the pebble in the rock pool.
The tide rises –
soon you will be a fish.
Another life beneath the surface.
Swimming peacefully.

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