A crest of a wave
Is made of white foam,
And dreams start to roam
Under the heat of the Sun.
Then, at night,
Under starlight
They drown
In the depth of delight.
A gracious place,
An ingenious moment
Of time
And beyond time
And the laws of Physics,
A crest of a wave,
A symbol of a ship
Missing.
A crest of a wave
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