Power of the Waves
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Last published Thu, Jan 9, 2014
Last summer holds the most devastating and tragic events that my life will hopefully never see again. My favourite place on the earth turned to my worst and my heart became half full. I learned that sometimes you need to speak up and say whats on your mind in order to save the lives of the people closest to you.
The water though beautiful and majestic has hidden secrets that know one can see until its to later to do anything about it.
Partying and celebrating leads to drunkenness, that then leads to clumsiness and stupidity.
Combine the two elements and our your life will be altered forever.
Last summer is one I will never forget...
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