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Lucky me

Lucky me..

I\'m sure that torture\"
it\'s never sure\"
if ever it is short.
If anything comes certain
it\'s that is always
in its deepest.’
too be no where near its weakest,
and it\'s unpredictably’
selfish insecurities.
then the ocean stands like a child\" clever, humble, and stumbles.
Just because it knows no better!
So much that if it keeps you\"
and kills you\"
will just blame you..
the sea\"
it\'s life\" It has no boundaries.
If when the earth sea”
springs\" too more tears\"
of salty drips\" then of a cloud that forgot too sip.
then it has ignited!
now the rain feels no restrain. 
and it leaks drizzle”
throughout its Finley mind.
and the storms begin to form,
in forever ornaments\"
of our world.
And chaos begins to take,
that one course it knows too take.
And before all end is born.
And humanity is torn
I want to say to you my lovely breeze
Why is it\'
that you never seem to be in season.
And how come your live lacks reason for living in such prison vibe.
If of all that exist\"
You can chase any motion
in your ocean.
why the one that starts in Collision.
and just for commotion..
oh my brush of aqua air \"
Look at what you have done Now.
I\'m afraid even you\" cant regain control.
My ocean \"brees\"
my spirit is talking\"
and it\'s pinching that your just teasing. but you\'re not\"
And now the oceans begin to up burst”
Amongst what else\"
but a terrible curse.
tears as big as firing fears”
And it\'s just beginning”
it feels like a Spill”
of intinc skills...
and It senses it’
like it season\'s it.               
And the sea don\'t see
like you and me See.
The Ocean itself keeps more treasure,
like reflection it duplicates true Intention. But to float in it\" with no Expectations Is to claim internal           Meditation. On deaths creation.
My deadly brees \"please\"
if when the Ocean Roars,
it will swallow you in whole.
And like GOD\'S perfection\"
the waters are his creation.
As if our LORD just flicked’
The tip of his finger tip.
To remove whatever our FATHER had on his beautiful holly upper lip. l imagen my LORD’ snaking on heavenly dip\"
And complementing it, with a flawless chip. And yet not one drop of remorse.
And then from out and in The waters waves, surfing tubes stretch out as long as fresh water rivers do. Now that the end of ends comes to an end.
i breath a hearty of last scent. 
\"And there it is\"
“My darling brees.
My GOD”
come close\" and hold on to me love
“close your eyes” and shut them tight.
And i whisper too wrapped her with one last i love you. and always have loved you. So I take one last breath and she says \"there it\'s ok, so I hold her chin slightly up. and she lays her eyes on my chest and i kiss my lady passionately
before I miss my chance.  
like If I had all the time in the world.
but know a minute at the most.
Then the one clash of earth\'s rock, Smashes’ It\'s agony from the surface to its worlds core. We both tightened up and squeeze as hard as we can”
And there it is”
the Least in the beast..
The Richest ‘of the least rich”  
an a Hater of his maker.
Who else,
or what else\"
but the one who\'s done it before.

Bye my brees “ bye love!.  The earth..its life...left nothing for TIME!.