Guest guest Posted November 7, 2002 Report Share Posted November 7, 2002 I sat on the ocean shore, and got very concerned when the waves came crashing forward, and I heard the oceans anger, and I cared. But then he recanted and retreated, each crashing statement, with a humble reticence of foam and hiss, as it dissipated. The waves crashed, and then there was silence. Cycles. Outside us, inside us, on our list. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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