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When the storm comes
Only the brave at heart
Lie upon the beach
As the sea reigns,
As long ago.
The noise is frightening to some
And a call to others
That call to dare
To swim to the last wave
The whitest, the one that always laughs
Where you lose yourself
Where you drown.
Not everyone can hear the call,
Neither can they recognize it
When it comes.
But it is the call,
The one that drives you crazy
The moment you do not follow,
Because in your heart you know
That it will come again
As does the storm
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