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The ocean calls my name I stare at the waves I feel free of shame As the foam washes my feet As it saves I feel complete All I can do, my dear heart Is to keep going Maybe I will depart It's oh so unknown I will be growing I'll make it on my own.
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Oct 4, 2019
Oct 4, 2019 at 6:24 PM UTC
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The ocean calls my name I stare at the waves I feel free of shame As the foam washes my feet As it saves I feel complete All I can do, my dear heart Is to keep going Maybe I will depart It's oh so unknown I will be growing I'll make it on my own.
juliet-r
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Oct 4, 2019
Oct 4, 2019 at 6:24 PM UTC
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