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Sea....

I am in a sea of nothing.

Drowning in its emptiness.

I feel the weight of the loneliness crushing on my chest.

It makes its way down to my lungs as I gasp for air.

I scream but no one hears me.

As I begin to accept my reality I allow the sea to consume me.

It is cold, dark and quiet.

I am a sea of nothing.

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The White Rose

I dream of a white rose. One so stunning and pure.

You once told me you dreamt of a field brimming with illuminating white roses. Glowing in their beauty they lead you to your nirvana.

I search the earth for such a rose just to bring you to that same moment of bliss.

Only I cannot find it in this life. To find a rose that stunning I must dream.

I have dreamt of this rose. I dreamt of t...

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