Wild is the wind that whips the shore
And Beats the beach and sand
Rolling the riptide rises
The seas ever steady lure
It calls us to leave the land
Forces us to make compromises
Then returns us nary a favor
No matter how we command
We always know where the truth lies
Although the ocean is ours to savor
We fathom what it symbolizes
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