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Jan 2016
In silent I grief.
A waterfall behind my eyes.
No one see or hear me cry.
So much I wish I could.
Fall into your arms I should.
But I'm doing this my own way.
I guess emotions is something
we all have and choose to deal
with them in a different kind of way.
Stare at the sea.
The sound of splashing waves
setting my mind free.
Take a deep breath and feel new
energy flowing.
So fast and so pure without knowing.
It heals my soul.
My body feels cold.
All of my tears swim in the ocean.
My way to cope with emotion.
Joyce
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     Joyce, Timothy Ward and Bianca Reyes
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