

ocean feelingThe wind danced in her hair and the sea tugged at her feet. Jagged rocks surrounded her, looming like the sky scrapers of the city she left. She was a vision of knitted blue and a cotton white dress, her arms stretched wide and open. She shouted "Take me ocean!" and it considered, kissing her feet and sometimes her ankles. But, the sea gulped back, leaving notes and marks and poetry and shells in the sand of the beach.ocean feeling
She was not satisfied. She gave a short burst forward, allowing the water to rise above her knees. Again, she begged for the ocean to take her away

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"Nie ma tak dobrze, rrrrobaczku..."
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DESIGN YOUR OWN LIFE.
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I sure wish I could change my ugly screen name from when I was like 12 without moving.
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I sure wish I could change my ugly screen name from when I was like 12 without moving.
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DESIGN YOUR OWN LIFE.
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DESIGN YOUR OWN LIFE.
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