as kids we'd build trenches and walls on the shoreline
hoping with the right combination
of wet and dry sand, rock and driftwood
we'd keep the water out
the waves would come and engulf in itself
our barricades
of sand and sticks and stones
leaving not a trace of our marks
try as we might, again and again
our efforts are washed away
you are the ocean
now
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