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Feb 2017
I sit by the ocean,
The swaying, endless water.
It used to be so nice here,
But it don't know why I even bother.

I think to jump into it,
People telling me not to give in.
But to me, my perspective,
This is where it all begins.
I'm not at all ready.
Feliz G
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