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Jul 2
To be the wave that spills onto the shore.
To reach and to retreat, like dancing to the beat predicted by the wind.
Watch me as I gently ebb away from the sand, carrying your secrets safely to unimaginable depths.
1 am poem. Draft
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Cyril  20/F/Philippines
(20/F/Philippines)   
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