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Emotions are to me as the waves are to the ocean They are always present, however not always visible They flow through me at ridiculous tempos And have harnessed the incredulous power of time There are some that retract as swift as a bullet While others really love to linger for a while I often find myself drowning in these waves At times my arms appear to be flailing My head bobbing like a buoy Other times I allow them to envelop me To become apart of who I am To fill up my soul with whatever it may be Sincere happiness, or the exquisite drought of just that And to feel both at once, or something entirely different To feel unsure of how to interpret these waves as they wash over me Is insane

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Date: 7/3/2017 9:40:00 AM
You have captured the struggle well here. Nice write.
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Date: 7/3/2017 1:05:00 AM
very good diction sad but tasty
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