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Aug 2016
I am the little girl of the sea and every summer it calls for me and every summer I fail to visit its shore.
This year I wanted to go with him, I wanted the sea to meet him, to meet us, and to take us into its folds for it to remind me that there will come the summers where I won't be standing with him at its shores.
But he already goes to visit the sea without me.



- LynnAA
Late night ugly silence.

7/7/2016
Lynn Al-Abiad
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Lynn Al-Abiad
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