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By vague hit
one night i traced a pattern in the sand outside my calm i withdrew all my fears and gently laid them on my palm i never could imagine i could bring this gift to be a present for my shattered soul, removal by the sea Written October 17th, 2001 © on Oct 17 2001 03:05 AM PST 0 • 12
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"one night i traced a pattern in the sand outside my calm..."