The land becomes smaller and each day grows more obstacles.
Yet the ocean stays still, free from man's destruction.
The growth of life slowly disintegrates.
Although deep down in the depths of the ocean life continues undiscovered.
The sea's death becomes washed up on the shore giving land what he does best.
Man's waste and tracks cover the sea's perimetre.
Yet one powerful mood and the ocean has swept it clean.
The strong thundery winds of power are over thrown by the settleness of the seas surface.
Her life is simple and delivers life for all kind.
But his destruction keeps growing, wanting more power.
Without her, young can not be born.
Battles begin, taking lives,
And man still starves for control.
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