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Jan 2017
I drown in your nonchalance
Complaining and kicking out for help
Don't oppose the sea
It's Forbidden
Scary
Anything it does wrong not its own fault
It's the way the wind blows
And how could you control the wind?
So the waves keep rising and falling onto my head
Not taking notice when I'm screaming out for help
It's one droplet of salt in the sea they say
But it's not just one it's many
It claws your eyes and makes you ache
I'm thrashing frantically waving for help
But the sea doesn't SEE
It's pushed me down below
And it accuses the wind
Myri
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Myri
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   Lior Gavra
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