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When the tides were soft and calm, the island was strikingly abundant When the tides were harsh and strong, the island disappeared in a blink past fighting for its place in the ocean.
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Apr 23, 2019
Apr 23, 2019 at 9:00 AM UTC
The island is my friend
When the tides were soft and calm, the island was strikingly abundant When the tides were harsh and strong, the island disappeared in a blink past fighting for its place in the ocean.
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Apr 23, 2019
Apr 23, 2019 at 9:00 AM UTC
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