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| The waves crash on the shore, the water teeming with life. The sound of the waves help me forget all of my strife. The sand soothes my feet, and the water soothes my soul, as I look back behind me at the world that’s so cold. I wade into the ocean with the moon beaming down. I let the water take me and in it I drown. In the darkest depths I have found my peace. On the bottom I lay, and with the fish I sleep. |
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