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"Boy, I feel you
in my dreams.
I hear you whisper
across the sea."
- Lucky

I sat on the sand and wriggled my toes. There was once a time I would have felt happy to just be here and have my peace, but that was a long, long time ago. Now I can stay here or in the market and the noises I hear would stay the same. The same buzzing thoughts over and over and over, like waves crashing on the shore.

I only realized it was dusk when--

LOL JK MAYBE TOMORROW.


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