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Rich blue tides have driven
forth
my peace and calm. The cream white waves of time have stirred, the loosened passions hither, the ocean all its empathy have put me now to rest... The winds of change now charging, swinging back around. who long ago had left me stranded beneath dreams and now... And now they blast on by. Their gales that wind-struck haze that makes you close your eyes have struck their deadly blow... I will never be the same. Never taste the salty air, a breeze's playful tug that rich warm sand in all its grace and glory inimitable genuine joy... Oh, what a sight indeed when the waves come tumbling forth in all their maddened rage, their blind stupor... caused by jealousy indeed. Take my sand away, my love, my passions, the tangibility of knowing with all its reasons for existence... |
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