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I would like to go down to the place where the sea turns white
Battered and beaten on cold grey rocks
Corroding them all away and down to the floor
If I could inhale something so powerful
To break down everything so cold and grey
Down into sand to blow away
But I blow so much anyway
Freeing me only for awhile
If I could extend forever that moment
The rush of the privilege of being alive
Forever then I will live on
As long as the blow stays on
On now forever at the sea
Where the cold and grey is blowing
Where everything turns turns white