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If I could surf, I would
not just surf, but become the wave.
In the end, I am that
a wave
I can never tell
whether I'll be big or small
strong or weak
And it's like they always say
no matter how much
the waves are pushed away
they continue to kiss the shore.
- by ebonyopium |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/01/2013 |
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