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[lojaron]

Inspiration (There are certain people in this world that make it what it is (Ye know who ye are))

When the tides come
sweeping up along the Earth
You have no choice
but to move up the hearth

It is this moving
Jostling to the call
That forces everyperson
up, one and all

Ringing through the dephs
Pushing in the sand
We all Kindly yield
but one does not understand

For when the seas
come rolling in
she meets the tide
and attempts to win

Amidts the scurrying people
Amoungst the fleeing crowd
She stands tall and ready
No tide is throwing her down

And when the tide comes
the water rushes into her
The water swells over her head
and she is pulled under

Many hours later
to the crowd's dismay
when the tide goes down
She is not swept away!

She stands the very same
after her encounter
no scratces does she wear
from the rushing water

She doesn't even look back
at the people who had fled
but begins to run and jump
on the beach that was now dead

Amazed by what had happened
the people watch her play
Leaving the beach as a prize
For the one who didn't run away

~Ryan Frank