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Mar 2015
In a quiet glowing evening embedded within pearl sands of my African lands. When everything is still like a silhouette of a tired mime, my exploding thoughts are finally calm. "Very well. I shall be calm"

A mosquito-free night is a luxury.
An anti-solar powered geyser weather is a blessing in disguise.
The pulse of the thunderstorm driving my heartbeat is no match for the loudness of the unspoken words.
Ocean  Carter
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Ocean Carter  Somewhere in Africa.
(Somewhere in Africa.)   
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