Adrift

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Drifting, seagulls floating on top of the water, as the sunlight sparkles

on each rising and falling, I can feel the emensity of the ocean,

absorbing strength, I begin to focus on the endless

horizon. A prayer, and the unlimited. Perhaps

we are not that far from each other,

You and I, drifting.

      

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