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The Tear

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As im sitting alone .I smell the salty fishy water. I Can hear the furious water crashing against the pole like a lion.I felt the freezing cold air on my back behind me like a jawing mountain. I see the floating fish flowing away in a distant going out to sea. The roaring sadness, angriness and loneliness tears came rolling down and into the big blue sea.





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