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Can you Sea
Brady Smith                                                                                                                                                             8/22/98

The seagull's call signals the coming of the waking ocean.
The fish that springs from her can not be contained.
For it is free as the birds fly in the endless wide open sky.
Crackling waves that hug old wooden oak cools the sea.
The ocean breeze that uplifts our hair, fulfills the sail to move us though the endless waves.
And all that is there is every were we just need to open our eyes to see vastness of the salty sea.