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May 2015
Traveling by sea, as the darkness omits light onto thy tide, I have no place to run, and no place to hide, my fear is cold and my strength can't die, I've kept head above water for so long, and now with my deepest and darkness cry, as I stare at the sky, and ask; why try, why cry, wait I don't deserve to die, while I cry my final sigh.......
Sometimes you feel as if you're out in the coldest of the darkness nights, searching for just a crack of light, to allow for a perfect sight.

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