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We meet again.

As my heart weaps of joy, 

my tears feel confused.

My hair in the wind, as the sun

seeps into my soul.

"Therefore, you're alive" the ocean whispers 

as she caresses my feet, 

sinking in the mud.

My arms are wide open, so is my chest as we greet.

Oh to forever feel, this feeling of bliss!

The feeling of bliss, when all of us meet.


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