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Apr 2014
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Told her life's a river ,
Water keeps running
And even dead fish follow the stream.
She said,
Life's not a river it's a ******* ocean ,
With its storms
Depths
Currents
And tides
You just have to ride the waves.

But still I felt floating on a water surface and everything seems so dark.
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