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I lay in an ocean of contempt and sorrow
The waves rocking against the shore
If only there eas a boat that I could borrow
Safety is all I ask and no more
The sea though grows weary and cries
No paddle or ship may sail me home ways
This ocean will be my demise
I will sink to the bottom lacking sun rays
In the final attempt to get rid of me
I worship the golden hot sand
Though in the ocean my soul will always be
canorous.
When my dance ends ,I want to ascend towards stars to a place where music never ends.. ©_ravana_sura
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Updated on February 14, 2019
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