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Extreme Surrealism: The Ocean

The dry vast salty lake,
The untempered blue sky, and the sun of June
Are my only company.

Silence is the only perfect beauty devouring my memories.

A DROP of sweat
Racing down to the salt,
Brought a cascade of waves of feelings
That turned the white salty surface into a cloudy blue sky.

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