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Beyond the broken waves, she walked the shore |
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Thoughts diving down the ocean-floor... ' |
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The ocean flows like life: just like life... |
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Hope is not a thing that she inclines to take into confidence |
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For another disappointment, there can be no recompense |
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Like the vastness of the world, bad luck does not make sense |
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Yet, in this disappointment, the sea can give her sustenance |
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She cast her worries into the tidal pools |
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The wishing wells for lovers and fools ' |
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The ocean flows like life: just like life... |
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Hope is not a thing that she inclines to take into confidence |
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For another disappointment, there can be no recompense |
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Like the vastness of the world, bad luck does not make sense |
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Yet, in this disappointment, the sea can give her sustenance |
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Paint another picture of the world |
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Sketch another image of yourself |
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Re-arrange all the contours and the lines |
