I met a girl by the lake one day.
She seemed so calm.
I hesitated to get near to her
in her ocean of peace.
I sat down and looked at her,
and she looked at me.
She asked me what I did that day,
and I said that I've been seeing things
that didn't exist.
She smiled softly.
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