Soft wind was blowing through the dark night
Making everyone fall into a slumber
The ocean, calm as if it was also sleeping
Then a rush came in the midst of the calm sea
Longing to find the lighthouse
Creating a wave that no one felt or heard
And so the rush begins to calm
Never reaching the lighthouse
Not even close to its reflection
Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 12:07 PM UTC
Soft wind was blowing through the dark night
Making everyone fall into a slumber
The ocean, calm as if it was also sleeping
Then a rush came in the midst of the calm sea
Longing to find the lighthouse
Creating a wave that no one felt or heard
And so the rush begins to calm
Never reaching the lighthouse
Not even close to its reflection
I was bored soooo
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