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Hidden deep inside, under lock,
I can hear the ocean's call.
Unable to prevent their mock,
Turned into a lifeless, abandoned doll.

Smile, cloak the pain.
Repeat, all is a deja vu.
Trying even if in vain,
Twist the illusion, make it true.
























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