The tide.

Rise and fall,

Nothing at all.

To her beauty,

To recall.

The strength, the passion;

She had it all.

Wild open 

Sunshine, blue.

She really cared for you.

She will come, but

She will leave.

There’s nothing left

To make her believe. 

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