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as i stand with my barefeet in the sand, the peaceful water reaches out it's hand.
as if telling me to come in and leave this place filled with sin.
i walk the shore planning to leave this place forevermore, the calm sea stirs, and this place is not as it was before.
how will i leave this world so filled with anger and hate?
there is no way, there is no escape.
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