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My words maybe silent           but the ripples carry on.... With every shore that I reach,                      even though restrained. Every wave is inevitably felt...             no matter its touch.
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Aug 4, 2017
Aug 4, 2017 at 5:40 PM UTC
Inevitably Felt, Though Gentle
My words maybe silent           but the ripples carry on.... With every shore that I reach,                      even though restrained. Every wave is inevitably felt...             no matter its touch.
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Aug 4, 2017
Aug 4, 2017 at 5:40 PM UTC
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