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We are all taught to believe our choices are our own,
What are we? what are we but a mere two specks on a world of seven billion? what is our world but an average-sized sphere amongst a limit of spheres to which we know no bound?
Warm salty yet smooth waves covered my feet like a blanket Trying to look past the currents- the waves and the boats
In the beginning this land was calm and peacful. Harmoniously it co-existed with the world surrounding it. Neighboring lands though, tainted by evil, began invading our own;