Ripple Effect waves. waves of people. they surround me. yet I am just another wave in this ocean of people. but every wave passes. it passes after it's high tide. it passes after it's low tide. but in the end every wave is going to leave. waves. waves of people. they have left me. yet I am still another wave in an ocean of people. I don't just leave after low tides. I don't leave after high tides. because I can stay unlike the other waves. a tide won't let me leave an ocean like this. s.m.r
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