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Jun 1
I can see water no longer
I have walked and walked
Knowing that my destination
Would only bring me farther
From this beautiful thing
I can hear the waves no longer
Though I know they still persist
In their crashing restlessly against the shore
In an ever apparent need
To break free
Of the only thing they have ever known
Written by
Claire  F
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