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Never ebb

For some of us high ground is but a few floating leafs of hope upon which we sit and wait, like a little insect whose world is flooded by heavy rain, but lamentably some tides just never ebb, no matter how hopeful we are.

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Kawarezayi

35 / M / Sweden

Published: Nov 7, 2025
LinesWords: 344

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