show me one.
this sea is washing over me
it cleanses me,
awakens me.
i’m still, i’m cold
i’m one with home.
the sand is washing over me
it claims me as
it’s treasure chest.
I ripple as
I turn to gold.
my keyhole is my only eye
I search the ocean
far and wide.
I watch, I wait
for life to grow.
A snail has found me
his new home.
He eats my slime,
I bask in his.
I sing and glisten in the deep blue tide.
There is no pattern,
only change.
The bubbles find me
up i float.
I had to letÂ
my neighbor go.
He is still mine
and I am his.
And we are yours
as you are ours.
One.
I earned a cookie.
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