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&lt;br /&gt;its calm and goes on forever- 
&lt;br /&gt;from the horizon.
&lt;br /&gt;its beautiful and natural,
&lt;br /&gt;like all the creatures that live.
&lt;br /&gt;the waves crash into each other
&lt;br /&gt;and disasters come some seasons
&lt;br /&gt;but at the end of the day
&lt;br /&gt;from where i stand
&lt;br /&gt;the water never stops
&lt;br /&gt;and my love with never end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1798011441439790819-6266293035327658768?l=lesliewriteslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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(soft and slowly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1798011441439790819-7750925299539797767?l=lesliewriteslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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