Oceans

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By Bailey Vaughn

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Oceans I see

Waves that I dream

Currents that drift

People I lift

 

Warmness I bring

And Flowers in Spring

Ice that I carry

And snow storms come February

 

Anchors I touch

Corals, so much

Bright windy sea

Beautiful me

 

Oceans I watch

The ticking

A clock

Will it stop?

Will it Stop?