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RE: The image is made of own imagination and thoughts
In the sea I found the horizon of my life
In the salt water I found the taste of being
Swimming I go between sweat, tears and seawater
My path may be dark as night but the light shines brightly
The journey can be full of rocks, iceberg, cold currents or whatever, but I will always win.
thank you for your poem @anasuleidy