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As I hear the waves pulsing,
Inhaling and exhaling,
The gulls cry their hails to me
As they fly through winds a-sailing.
And as I observe the sun's descent,
My mind looks back fondly
To the memories of a nearby past
That seems to stretch eternity.
I remember when my journey began
On a boat that's captained by
A seasoned sailor with a mournful past,
Yet was more than met the eye.
And from there my new life began;
The excitement of the unknown,
The sense of purpose, the thrill of adventure
Pulsed deep through my marrow and bone.
And who knew that Oceana's pendants
Would become the great catalyst —
Towards the Quest of the Pacifica Treasure
And proving that it truly exists?
So leaving with my loyal diving team,
To find the Pacifica Treasure.
It's now lost, but a truth was salvaged:
That friendship was gold without measure.
Deeply fond am I of my memories,
Not a dull one can be found;
Adventures, duties, and dangers a-plenty
To keep me busy year-round.
As the young night grows older,
And the full moon rises high,
The little moon on my wrist says
That the new year is coming nigh.
I open my eyes from my reverie
To look at those whom I hold dear
In time to take part in a toast
Blessing our future in the new year.