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The sound of the ocean 
calling out to me 
an endless view of tomorrow 
given just to me 
I close my eyes and shudder 
as the warm wind touches my face 
the excitement of my dream 
making the hair stand upon the nape of my neck
thoughts running rampade through my mind 
what i can do, what i have done 
the possibilities are endless 
my time has just begun. 
My hopes for a brighter tomorrow 
A day when fighting will end 
Or to go back in time to when there was no threat 
of nuclear war or bioterrioism. 
Can it be, will it ever... 
It can be anything we want it to be 
All we need to do is believe