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By: AT

By: AT

Today the ocean was so sad.

It was the color of depression and yet it was beautiful still.

The waves played a melancholy melody which existed only in my mind.

All sounds ceased to exist.

The waves themselves became silent and their patterns only made sense to me.

It was as if I was the only one who could understand the world.

Written: August 2000