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The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to the ocean. The tide is a metaphor for the life of the sea. We see the moon looking down on us, but the sea has no eyes. It does not look back at us.
It is calm, motionless, yet it contains all of our hopes and dreams for tomorrow. The tide comes in every day, but it doesn’t stop coming. It runs faster and faster each day, until it rolls over us to carry away all of our sorrows and regrets.
Source: South Of Broad
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