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The Seas of Time
I hear the waves crashing on time's distant shore. Its salty mist hangs in the air. I can taste its dry burning on my tongue. Feel its sticky film on my skin. It coats every surface, fills every space. I invite it into my body with each breath, though it burns like acid. Yet I welcome its relaxing song. With its hypnotic ebb and flow, it calls me to a peaceful sleep.

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