One-punch Session: The Ocean
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When the ocean returned, it flooded the
town that we lived in, all salt and
hearts wonder:
What were we made to do?
There is a count on the words we say
but our tongues are free,
whip-lashed by the ocean breeze.
Take the reins, for we have words,
But
they
are
not
many.
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