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Apr 2013
Seeing the ocean for the first time
Seeing it for the hundredth
Seeing it again and again but

Being numb like this
Being alone for the thousandth night

Feeling vaporous as oxygen
Feeling weary when

Seeing the ocean
I was trying to play with it being cyclical and maybe rhyming but it is kind of a mess.
Ben Rhoades
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   Kristina Morgan and india
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