Whenever this Ga girl is pensive,
Whenever this daughter of Earth has a mind-tormented with incoherence;
The waves obey the heatwaves of her blazing mind...
Inspiration. Motivation. Tranquility.
I went home and all became well again.
The ebb and flow of those powerful waves that mirror the undiluted strength of my God... that moving water which is infused with the age-old blood of Christ... that gushing water healed my bruised soul.
Water. The Ocean. Sunset.
My single, twisted cure.
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