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"...with all the kelps on this beach,
knotted together,
...still does not equal to the length of my loneliness.
Only you can pull me to the surface,
holding the other end."
By catherine Greenwood.
Yesterday going home, I read this one poem on the bus that's not too hard to understand. I really like the words.
ps. I can't remember some of the words exactly...
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