But the ocean is calm, the wind softly caresses your body, the sun warming your skin. It's like feeling the ocean cool and embrace and contain you like a primordial womb. Now you are waking up from this dream, the mind wants to play!
I am a Verb
I am not the songs I sing. I am the voice.
I am not the poems I write. I am the thoughts.
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