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Literature Text
Why is it,
That locked away
In the bowels of
A little seashell
We can hear the ocean,
But I can't hear
My heart,
Locked away
Inside of me?
What makes shells
So beautiful,
And my silence
So devastating?
Where do
All these roads lead,
And why do seashells
Mark the bitter
Path from
Shore to shining shore?
That locked away
In the bowels of
A little seashell
We can hear the ocean,
But I can't hear
My heart,
Locked away
Inside of me?
What makes shells
So beautiful,
And my silence
So devastating?
Where do
All these roads lead,
And why do seashells
Mark the bitter
Path from
Shore to shining shore?
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It's almost melodic, it's so restful to read, despite the questioning within. 