Misty Sea | Poems
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Another tear fell from her eyes and it joined the trillion tears in the sea. Then, she jumped into the sea. Under the sea, she tried to find and catch her old tears but it wasn't found. Suddenly, she realized that she was already in a pool of tears. She heard the cries of agony and the cries of joy. As she swam through the sea, she slowly found her true self within.
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