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Anticipation


Run, Run, Run as fast as he can be Far, Far, Far away lies the glistening Sea brimming with the dreams that may never be Slivers of doubt creep into his mind as the Inevitable may not be reached The Sun shines down upon the sea slowly Evaporating the what could have been With his battle near won and his qualms all gone, he finally reaches the Sea of Dreams The water did not taste as good as it seemed
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