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Everyone imagines the line where the sky meets the sea
Does the line ever exist?
Can they ever touch one another?

The one who has the glorious moon and the constellations
The one with the brightest sun
Some days she is gay
some days she is overcasted with pain
Carrying them in her chest
Her wounds float like clouds
They become heavy
They turn grey
She screams out her pain

It rains

Some days the sea is quiet
His waves' sooth the pain of us
Some days the sea is savage
He takes away the homes, the cattle
He roars

It destroys

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