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My heart is oceanic I move with the moon Violent and dark my waves At night I reach deep shores My heart is an ocean On which love can thrive We value diamonds more We value colored stones What is all around us What is essential, we take for granted Red water on which love can survive But, we value diamonds more
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May 14, 2015
May 14, 2015 at 6:46 PM UTC
Oceanic