Fade

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I find myself on an island

The sand is so warm it almost burns

I see a shadow in the distance; I run away

I run so fast that I am still

I can't move

I look to my side and see a man with a light

In an instant, it goes black, and I'm back in the sea, floating

I reach out for your hand

We touch

You fade into nothing

I'm a fool

I am alone to drown because of my own doing

There's no need to cry

Save your tears for the sea

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