The sea teach me how to be patient, so I can gather all the fish and water in my own chest through day and night, hot and cold, quiet and storm.
The wave show me how to make efforts, so I can reach the furthest limit of the beach. Once I’m failed, try again. Again and again.
The sand tell me even though the wave will erase me every single time I carve, but it doesn’t mean I shouldn’t try. Even the sea won’t remember what the wave erase, I’m always starting over again.
The rock give me an example how to be strong.
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