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Sailing the endless sea, Each day the same, I was never free. A storm passes by The sea turned black, Waves consume me. A gale so strong It lifts me high, And still, I fly
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Aug 30, 2025
Aug 30, 2025 at 11:14 AM UTC
And still, I fly
Sailing the endless sea, Each day the same, I was never free. A storm passes by The sea turned black, Waves consume me. A gale so strong It lifts me high, And still, I fly
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Varun
Aug 30, 2025
Aug 30, 2025 at 11:14 AM UTC
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