The calm sea comes to the busy street, merging into stillness,
The tide rises to the moment
And all is laid low.
Over the sea, I can see you.
You are over there, and I am here.
Alone in our bubbles.
I can hear through the padded walls.
But the sea cannot tell.
Nor can the walls.
The breeze carries me away
As I feel something strong within
Hope is still here,
That overcomes the unknowing
Of being still.
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