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the beach.
it doesn't scream
peace-
at me like it used to.
and it's fitting
that the stars stopped falling
from the clouds.
when I decided to
seek them
tonight.
but words.
they taste bitter
so I choose not to speak.
and ink.
it's become tiresome.
so I've grown
bored- with thinking.
and here.
now.
I think
it's time to sleep.