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Mar 2013
One day I went fishing, unloaded at the dock
And picked up on the sadness that the earth was giving off
No matter where I wandered, I always felt its pain
It matched the kind inside of me for it was all the same
The day had passed so quickly, the night would soon be here
Intensify despondency and make me disappear
I knew I needed something, the thought had not caught on
'Til weariness displaced my bones in ground I walked upon
from a conversation I had with someone about fishing as a child
Olga Valerevna
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Olga Valerevna  Vladivostok
(Vladivostok)   
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