Floating amidst a cold, impersonal sea, adrift interspersed by deceptive jubilee alone None to save thee suffering numb to life's trivial cares drowning by thy own device. Orphaned, disowned by the world, forlorn, waiting, sea shall claim its bounty sinking embracing a cerulean deep alone none knowing thy demise.
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rob
It's nice to keep one's head above water whileFloating amidst a cold, impersonal sea. Warmer waters abound.