Tides of time

Tides of time
Scratch away my shore,
Revealing new parts of me,
Molding who I am.
Sometimes it is ugly,
A depressed and anxious nobody;
But with the next wave
A beautiful time begins.
So watch for the next wave
And learn from the last.
A tidal wave might be coming
To change your whole life.

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