Tidal Waves

Tidal Waves

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Have you ever tried to escape from your world into another one, I did, I always tried to escape. Books were my first escape, reading about other people's adventures, love, horrors, victories, and losses. It made my boring, simple life more tolerable. Swimming is another way, I always loved being in the water. My mother said I learn how to swim as soon as I could walk. The water claims me, helps me focus and relieve stress. I feel at home in the water. Little did I know that this connection with water was deeper then anyone thought...
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