\\ veiled universe
Down to the tip to the top,
To the pointy corners to the smell of the new page,
Each letter having its own story,
Claiming its place in outsiders soul,
Allinging to two seas,
One fresh, one sweet,
One salty, one bitter,
A barrier deep within,
Separation yet together.
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