Encore

I always felt envious of the sea.

Like an artist prodigy, she’s oblivious to her own talent.

Like a brave revolutionary, never runs away from her true feelings.

Whether brooding, disturbed or withdrawn,

she always follows the flow of the moment,

unafraid to express what lies below the surface.

And when she needs validation,

she simply applauds herself

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