Dear Shore
Dear shore, filled with treasures unseen, Who gives without taking anything. This shell is yours, another life to sustain. As you hold such a romantic scene I love you and each creature you hold Giving birds nests and youngling memories. Just know there are some who make you stories. Each danger of yours is so bold. You may give selflessly, But below, I await, for any who wish you harm I'm glad I've kept my charm. I wish we had more chemistry. I take your trash, killing myself in the process. No one else will do the same. My devotion to you can't be a game. There's nothing more I can't stress. I yell how much I love you. But you're stuck giving your life. It never ends. So I'll tell you I want to be more than friends, And wonder why you give to me too?
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