Assertion
You know what... I'm gonna tell you... you are a boulder here, in my way. How could you be so unshaken... sometimes, I wonder... ?
I am a wave that goes afar but always returns to you. Sometimes I hit you hard and curve to retreat, other times I hug you desperately, and leave my foam on your dull surface.
BuI I shaped you well in the cluster of time and have built crevices to slip through and touch you deep.
I am going afar to get the sun, the blue, the birds, but always return to you... I wander freely without consuming myself with measures and directions because you are in the same place showing me where the North is.
And because you have an obsession with the Moon, I come in the night too and let her reflections adorn me, and keep track of my cycles...
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