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She is my sin

Ocean gazers

Be weary sailor

One with the shipwrecks

We've traveled across misty

Seas for one as her,

One without a name

An endeavor for centuries

 How I longed to free her

To call upon an ocean child

Like her, to swim to find her

Name, Nemo to many but the One for me

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