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With patience and good intention, the ocean and fear can share one thing: evaporation. |
| Evaporation Water abides in the ocean, like wisdom in joy and patience. Waves abound with life when the tide returns to the sea. Horizons all around me, sometimes fill with clouds. Dark clouds from the sea, feeding me and all the rivers. Horizons all around me, the start and end of intention: As long as the sea endures, may I be here for all, within this empty ocean, drying trepidation. |