she is / was like the ocean.
raging, yet still. fierce, yet gentle. tempestuous, and harmonious, all at once.
maybe that's why i love the ocean so much, because it reminds me of her.
or maybe that's why i love her so much, because she reminds me of the ocean.
despite it all, i'd still choose the riddles of her voice over the roiling of the deepest of seas.
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