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I look deep into
the passing waters
In comparison
to the land above it

I could look to the
of the trees above
golden and blinding with light
but something always
draws me to the quiet
and sadness of the tide

All I can see is the
passing of emotions over
the sharpness of the rocks

and all I can feel is the
cold wind
against my face
chilling me in my

There is a feeling of loneliness
within my soul that cannot
be compared to the world
around us.

I am alone
No one will understand