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Reaching for your hand,
All I can grasp,
Water and sand,
I close my eyes,
But the burning doesn't stop,
I cry to myself,
But the tears don't drop,
Floating on this tidal wave,
My rock is gone,
I will not be saved,
And I curl up really small,
Breathe in water,
Feel the flooding in,
As it pours,
Like an endless waterfall,
Crushing,
The very existence of me,
Into another bubble in the sea.
~Rei Shiori
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