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Agitated
The sound of the waves crashing is all I hear
A salty smell just hit my nose
The draft gently caressing my hair
There are no ships in sight
Why are you so agitated?
A salty smell just hit my nose
The draft gently caressing my hair
There are no ships in sight
Why are you so agitated?
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