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Untitled: A Short

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Sometimes it grabs me like waves and my fate is in it's control. My fate is in the impact of the coral. But the tide will calm in time. It periodically does. But only to rise again when I've almost reached the shore. Jesus, be my boat and oar. I don't want to stray anymore.

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