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I went to see the sea 
to tell him what I feel 
to make with him a deal 
If he could solve my problem. 
Instead I'll sing for ever 
for him and write my poetry.. 
I talked I talked I talked 
but he had never replayed 
dear sea can you hold 
my heavy pain? 
can you swallow it? or take it from me away? 
I want to get rid of the thoughts.. 
that turned me to the lost.. 
the sea ran away 
escaping from my site.. 
I knew back then 
that he was trying to tell me.. 
what life all about.. 
is low and high tide.

The Fact