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The sun on my back, sweaty
The ocean on the front, endless
I smell of melted skin
But a carry on my journey, steady.
The silence of the wind speaks
Louder than my sorrowful screams
The sea swallows my cries
Mocking loudly me and my dreams.
The sea stretches far away,
I wish I hadn't stayed
And pray for the way out this hell
I don't hear what the clouds say.
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