This wind stirs.
This wind will breathe.
This wind will bring her all she needs.

These songs speak.
These songs are real.
These songs sing and sound just how she feels.

Her heart trusts.
Her heart believes.
Her heart waves through her hand, towards the sea.

Edge of the ocean,
a world adrift,
watch the waves.

He prints his life out on a plank,
His soul on the sailboat in a bottle.
Sends it out to shore.

These waves rest.
These waves will grow.
These waves will bring all she hopes to know.

These words move.
These words set sight.
These words set sail into the night.

His heart floats.
His heart believes.
His heart beats and sends waves he knows she’ll see.

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