You are like the waves
That ebb along the shore
The water hits the sandy promenades
And recedes to the ocean floor

You are as unpredictable
As the currents that flow
Dictated by the moon’s gravity
Your next moves are never known

As distant as the tide
As mysterious as the moon
Who could read your mind?
Gone by break of day and afternoon
The dark of nightfall descends
The high tides roll in again
Where are you, mysterious friend?

You are like the waves
That ebb along the shore
The water hits the sandy promenades
And recedes to the ocean floor

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