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Dec 2018
Love is a warm breeze.
Ah, adventure!
Mainlands die!
The captain sails like a small sailor.
Waves rise like a stormy wind.
Why does the ship fall?
Dying swiftly like a sunny moon.
Love, faith, endurance.
Where is the warm breeze?
All breezes fight rough, cold winds.
Never desire a sunny moon.
Written by
Electra730
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     Fawn, River and Daniel eason
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