The Ocean


My home is the Ocean

My home is the Beach

I have made happy memories there

Memories of joy, of freedom

When I am there with my family we laugh, we have fun, we smile

When I stand on the beach looking out at the ocean

There is nothing else other than me, the beach and the ocean

When I run along the beach I feel a rush of freedom 

When the wind blows through my hair

When the heavy smell of saltwater fills my nose

When the feel of the sand on my feet

When the crashing of waves fills the air with the most beautiful sound

I am so happy and free

I have an unspeakable feeling of joy and freedom

When I run along the beach with my feet splashing in the very shallows of the waves

I am free

I am happy

I am at home

I am in the happiest state of mind

I am in the right place

I am right where I belong

I am

RIGHT

AT

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Mermaid-Viking

VT

14 years old

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