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Claudia Esther

The ocean curves, rushes and swerves,
As it tries to protect what it thinks it deserves
The feathers attempt to soften the blow,
But even their gentleness cannot slow
The angry vines escaping from within
And the dark abyss that is a sin
The pitter-patter of little footsteps on rocky shells
The growing noise of whispering bells
Even as the flowers flow above
The darkness is nothing short of
Beautiful, for within its gloomy-looking folds
Lies a certain serenity that no other can uphold
A guardian angel enclosed in a cocoon
The bubbling sounds of a swollen balloon
From sharp angles to smooth curves
The sweet end to a war of nerves