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and the sound of the sea colors everything.

Oh, the sea is rough, the sea is cold,
The sea, like me, is old;
Blow ye winds and sail me away,
And bury me out to sea.
And bury me out to sea.
And bury me out to sea.

Oh God, how I miss the waves. My soul aches to go to the ocean.

Three times she raised her arms to stars and sky,
And three times wheeled about and three times splashed
Her hair with moonlit water from a brook
Three times she screamed, then fell upon her knees
To pray: ‘O night, night, night!
Whose darkness holds
All mysteries in shade, O flame-lit stars,
Whose golden rays with Selene floating near
Are like the fires of day – and you, O Hekate
Who know untold desires that work our will
And art the mistress of our secret spells.

I admit,
I was afraid
to love.
Not just love,
but to love her.
For she was a stunning
mystery. She carried things
deep inside her that no one
has yet to understand,
and I,
I was afraid to fail,
like the others.

She was the ocean
and i was just a boy
who loved the waves
but was completely
terrified to
swim.