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Always at the beach at five in the morning, watching the sunrise again glowing and shining.
Once it was hiding covered with grey thick clouds. Then I went home alone through the long dark tunnel.
While walking the heat was nearly gone, I felt it.
The wind was strong and mighty, and I shivered with fear.
I walked so cautiously,
But on every graduation day something would go horribly wrong.
I’ve missed it again.
I looked back, but had to go on a bumpy and a desolate road.
I stumbled a lot. I was knocked down. And my world fell apart.
I went home betrayed and defeated. And almost lost sight of my dreams.
I could fit into any size of containers in life. But now begin to question my worth and power.
I’m learning and trying to master all these pains.
Because I know that one day, one dream, and one man
will take me to the ocean where I belong.
Then, I could be like the spring water instead of a solid velvet rock.