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Apr 2018
Falling, the water envelopes me,
I am in the middle of all,
silence, darkness,
life, death,
warm, cold,
waves crashing against,
eroding, washing away,
slowly but surely.
the tides, like marionettes of the moon
endlessly flowing,
rising up to fill,
draining away to empty.
Waves like an army,
conquering all,
I am standing on a beach
watching the waves
to never cease
the windswept caves
the hole-ridden rocks,
created by destruction
calm, chaos,
there is no difference but,
the Sea
#calm #chaos #balance
Antonyme
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Antonyme  14/M/6 feet below
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