II : ink, writing about the roaring blue sea .ⓘ
Mortal soul nor living eye ever wholly sees him—except the horizon was swallows her silence.
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"I carve my thoughts on drifting tides, words pulled from depths i never dared to touch. The ocean keeps what i confess.
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