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The harness that is holding me onto the world by a small thread, letting me swing back and forth, back and forth, promising the hope of snapping.
The motion of the ocean. The waves gently kissing the shoreline, always returning to. Forever staying faithful. Never rendering or doubting the stability of the other, infinite fidelity. Beauty beyond unfathomable comprehension.
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