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This picture is scary. If I was that surfer, I’d never have white underwear again. I have had recurring dreams of sharks for a long while now. Im in this eternal ocean, and I know the sharks glide under the sea I swim. So I try to swim to safety. But alas, the sharks will surface and hunt anything that moves: this alarms me I cannot move Every time I see one’s fin, I try my best to out swim it; yet it’s like I run into another shark by my escape. I swim and follow the tide like a wave into the shore and try to evade the great whites. I make it. And the sand and earth under me feels deep as the roots of my being. Sharks. They frighten me so much. I am grateful I live ashore.
"When I was a child I flew! Then as an adult- I watched others soar."
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