White water dance of blue ocean tides
Each pursuing the one before, while teasing the one behind
Just to crash and break upon the bed, to lap at gentle sloping dunes
Ever flowing, yet all must end, just to retreat and start anew
In this fashion time moves on, relentless in it's pursuit
Though changing times hear newer tunes, the white water dance is eternal
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