When one is at sea for one feel the night breeze that whisper for the sea is the sea of respect but for every whisper that one feel thus it's the angel for whom fill the sea with the touch of respect but when one look to the sky for there the angel for who's eyes sparkle in the sky but for every star that touch the sea is the touch of respect and yet the sea that whisper respect is the angel of respect.
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