Where did they come from? Where would they go if the land wasn't there to stop them? Silence, nothing but the waves, the wind & arms around my waist.
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That one moment you look up and all you can see is the ocean. It makes you realise how small you actually are. The sound of the sea is music and the sun is slowly setting. The silhouette next to you is getting lit up by the last bit of sunshine.
YOU ARE READING
just some book
RandomBad stories, weird poems and strange texts. Don't take this seriously, it's quite horrible.