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Oct 2020
I am here near the surface of the sea.
Seeing her passing in a serene sea.
As she flees away, I start chasing.
Hoping for a wave to push me to get faster.
But there is no wave that will help.
I need to move faster the ship is sailing away.
But I guess she's heading at the eastΒ Β to meet another Sol
that will rise at six.
Written by
Xanny Riddle  21/M/abyss
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