Wanting nothing more than
to feel the rushing and
pulsating waves rock onto
your back. But the solitude
of being a no one steers
you away. It buries your
dreams under the sand.
Turning you invisible
not wanting to be noticed
but knowing that your
time will come
to make that swim
to become a someone
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to make that swim, to become a someone.. loved those last lines!
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