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“I mean, have you ever imagined the ocean is alive, and needs to tell us something important, and the only way it can talk is by making waves crash, and we just lounge there, drenched in cocoa butter, on towels with crappy novels and volleyballs, sipping spritzers, as the ocean uses all its strength to repeat the same warning over and over?”

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Jeffrey McDaniel
Jeffrey McDaniel

Jeffrey McDaniel, born in 1967, is a renowned poet known for his profound emotions and unique style in his poetry works. His poems have won the hearts of readers with their deep feelings and distinctive style. more

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