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"Life is drowned in a sea so that's what is happening. Enjoyed swimming in the sea in the sea of ​​joy. In the ocean you will never drown in the deep sea. Swimming in the sea will give you an experience of how to win in life struggles. Because you are a sea swimmer of life's struggles, you will always be full of yourself.💪"

Life is drowned in a sea so that's what is happening.
Enjoyed swimming in the sea in the sea of ​​joy.
In the ocean you will never drown in the deep sea.
Swimming in the sea will give you an experience of how to win in life struggles. Because you are a sea swimmer of life's struggles, you will always be full of yourself.💪

Life is drowned in a sea so that's what is happening.
Enjoyed swimming in the sea in the sea of ​​joy.
In the ocean you will never drown in

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"I am drawn to the sea. My unwillingness yields to my need. I sail in my tiny country boat, Clutching the tiny oar tucked with reed. The sea is rough and stormy. My chief concern is to feed my family. As my profession is fishing in the sea. The roaring waves spitting in the face of heaven can't stop me. I sail against all the odds of nature. Suddenly I get in the middle of the sea. The waves on all around splash hard. And the sights and sounds are known to me. With my indomitable will, i sail. I sail ahead in the deep sea. I am determined to conquer the odds. There is no worry, no anxiety in me. I have to overcome them as if Death is nothing but petty to me. Filling in the stomach is chief. And that's why I conquer the sea."

I am drawn to the sea.
 
My unwillingness yields to my need.  

I sail in my tiny country boat, 

Clutching the tiny oar tucked with reed.

The sea is rough and stormy.  

My chief concern is to feed my family. 

As my profession is fishing in the sea.  

The roaring waves spitting in the face of heaven can't stop me.

I sail against all the odds of nature. 

Suddenly I get in the middle of the sea.  

The waves on all around splash  hard.  

And the sights and sounds are known to me. 

With my indomitable will,  i sail.  

I sail ahead in the deep sea.  

I am determined to conquer the odds.  

There is no worry,  no anxiety in me.  

I have to overcome them as if

Death is nothing but petty to me. 

Filling in the stomach is chief. 

And that's why I conquer the sea.

I am drawn to the sea.

My unwillingness yields to my need.

I sail in my tiny country boat,

Clutching the tiny oar tucked with reed.

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The sea:
The sea water looked crimson.
Its water became saccharine.
Its serenity prevailed, its roaring abolished itself forever.
Its sin of

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Annabel Lee by Edgar Allan Poe

It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the

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"The ship moves away from the harbour, filling me with tenebrous thoughts.. More often than not, the sea is rough and hostile, but that's its nature. The ship is big but it's no match for the mighty body of water. The crew prays for safe voyage, urging the sea to be calm and friendly. (read in caption) The port disappears... and there's water everywhere... It's so familiar! I look around and the huge reservoir of salt water humbles me. A ship appears on the horizon, looking no bigger than a pin. I become aware of my own smallness in the vastness of the sea. My ship begins to roll and pitch violently but we're used to it. A cyclone warning is announced and the crew is ordered to muster. Will we weather this storm and complete the voyage? I have no answer. Just like fire, the sea can be a great servant but a ruthless master. Vulnerable and tiny we certainly are, but we won't give up."

The ship moves away
from the harbour,  filling me
with tenebrous thoughts..

More often than not,
the sea is rough and hostile,
but that's its nature.

The ship is big but 
it's no match for the mighty
body of water.

The crew prays for safe
voyage, urging the sea to 
be calm and friendly.

(read in caption)



The port disappears...
and there's water everywhere...
It's so familiar!

I look around and 
the huge reservoir of salt
water humbles me.

A ship appears on
the horizon, looking no
bigger than a pin.

I become aware
of my own smallness in the
vastness of the sea.



My ship begins to 
roll and pitch violently
but we're used to it.

A cyclone warning
is announced and the crew is
ordered to muster.

Will we weather this 
storm and complete the voyage?
I have no answer.

Just like fire, the sea 
can be a great servant but 
a ruthless master.

Vulnerable and 
tiny we certainly are, 
but we won't give up.

The ship moves away
from the harbour, filling me
with tenebrous thoughts..

More often than not,
the sea is rough and hostile,
but that's i

5 Love