The winter ocean, swirling spray
White as it climbs the breakwater, gray
Ripples between the waves. Just
Constant motion of the water, as it must
Surge against the shore.
Unbroken by clouds, clear blue sky
Above, a quiet contrast to the water by
A lonesome shore. Few people see
The movement or hear the roar of the sea
Pounding all the more.
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