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I swallowed air into my lungs.
The time we ran away in violet skies.
When the sun rised and numbed our eyes.
The love for the sea I then realized.
It vanished deep within me.
It was a peaceful little town, said the tall grass fields.
Always full of life, said the pear trees.
People would stop by to say hi, said the stone steps.
