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Nov 2011
Lost at sea, a storm awakens.
The tides rise,
the odds are against me.

I hang onto our dear memories.
our laughter,
some solace.

Can you hear my cries?
As I give in to the still night.
The silence of it all,
as it ends.

Not a single sound.
Not a ripple in the ocean,
not a gust of wind.
Not a sound.

Our love was like a drop in the ocean.
Raquel Martinez
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