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Aug. 17th, 2005 01:41 amThe ocean keeps coming to me in my dreams. Angry and immense, lashing out against the coast. Waves tower above my head, seemingly thousands of feet in the air, to crash down and wipe away any who dared stand against it.
I've stood and watched the waves roll in. And every time I do, I wake with the taste of seawater in my mouth.
I've stood and watched the waves roll in. And every time I do, I wake with the taste of seawater in my mouth.
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Date: 2005-08-18 02:27 pm (UTC)the who is easy the what,,,ehhhhhh could go a bunch of ways,,,good luck with that