You might feel lonely,
Sad or cold.
Almost infinite,
The sea look imposing,
Everything seems so far,
Or you're just too tiny,
Feel the light breeze on your face,
The drops trickling on your cheeks,
Seek the pain crushing your heart,
And look into yourself,
You might discern a tenuous light,
Maybe grasp a slight touch of sweetness,
Something peculiar, disturbing,
What if...
It was simply love?
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