Oceans

by: Angelica Medina

May the waves move with your body.

May the clouds thunder and strike.

May you hold the hand of that special somebody

And hold on as we turn to the turnpike.

May we walk on oceans

May we celebrate and laugh

May we pick our poisons

And expand our youthful crafts.

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