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Oct 2015
The waters are tears
Rolling and rolling
The sound, same as my heartbeat
Am nearly drowned
Surviving
Breathing
The face I've seen clearly
Now carried by the tide
A wave is still a wave
You are still you
We are no more
And I'm no longer blue.
Nina Sherizze
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Nina Sherizze
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