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I feel so strangled
trapped between two waves
that would've crashed on the surface and washed back into the sea
but instead they collide with oxygen and hang suspended in the breeze
once more I wish to feel the warm sand stuck in my fingernails
once more I long to step on the hard gravel road on the expedition back to the car
but it's too late
I'm stuck in paradise

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