blue ocean

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Dear voice of water,  why do you only seek me? is it because im gentle and that you can only see?  is it because i have caring hands on this horrible land? or is it my native name?
The azure ocean, home to embedded enormous incomprehensible riches of mysteries and riddles,More than the Mars, lies unfathomed, underneath the conundrum of oceanic colossal rhythms,
waves of suspision splashed on the shore,  finding what truly matters always fathomed my mind. Until my glasses fog from the salt and desperation  like a vase sitting on a night stand, cold, yet lonely...
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