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Ocean of Sorrow
When the air falls silent,
and you rest your head
on my heart,
I’m afraid all you’ll hear
is a resonance with a cadence
of an ocean of sorrow,
echoing waves of my blues,
ebbing and flowing in woe
within my soul’s conch.
and you rest your head
on my heart,
I’m afraid all you’ll hear
is a resonance with a cadence
of an ocean of sorrow,
echoing waves of my blues,
ebbing and flowing in woe
within my soul’s conch.
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