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Today, I went to a cold,
windy place–
many dunes (so much sand),
a peaceful aura
and loud waves.
(Take a breath, let it out.)
I sat and listened.

The rocks under my feet,
the salty taste of the air–
they’ll stay with me forever.
How strange it is
To be known
By everyone,
Yet still feel lonely.
It's
all
the
same.

— The End —