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Nov 2014
The sea of sorrow
Washing up our remains
The foam is the residue
Of our saddest moments

In all, there are more depressing thoughts
Than our land of happiness
We hang on to that piece
But we forever thirst sadness

The ones who sail
Our deepest thoughts
Turing the currents
Of our hearts
enjoy <3
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-  texas
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   Thunderstorm, mistyholly and Erenn
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