wavesA Poem by zgabrielI find comfort in watching the
waves Maybe it’s because I relate to them They’re perfect and seem just fine and
then suddenly they crash and fall apart Maybe it’s because I see a deeper
meaning in them Sure they fall apart but they
always go back and try again Maybe it’s because they’re always
consistent They build up then they crash then
they get pulled back in to repeat the cycle I don’t know But what I do know is I find comfort in watching the waves. © 2016 zgabrielAuthor's Note
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