he swam until fire seared his lungs
and the bed of the sea looked so inviting
he let the waves tuck him in
there is no sense in fighting...so powerful thoughts sweeping away the mind and its futility in fighting the war...it is so beautiful in its presentation....10
raad mine...i raised my fist...
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he swam until fire seared his lungs and the bed of the sea looked so inviting he let the waves tuck him in there is no sense in fighting...so powerful thoughts sweeping away the mind and its futility in fighting the war...it is so beautiful in its presentation....10 raad mine...i raised my fist...