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Dec 2010
When I feel alone I like to go and look at the sea,
        
            It looks beautiful at night.

The problem is,

                there are too many people already there

                                                          ­staring out into the midnight blue,

and I can't help but notice,
            
                              not one of them is you.
Written by
Natt Rozanska
515
   --- and Holly Salvatore
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