Black Waves Research Paper

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Black Waves I sit here, alone, in a cold sweat on a summer night in the black pacific night. My body cringing from the struggle of rowing out to sea. I don’t know why I came, maybe it was depression, maybe it was out of frustration, maybe to escape the world. I hear the boat crying out for me, the squeaking, the screaming pain, the wood dressed in chipped light blue paint. The moon’s light can’t reach me because of the thick, smoggy clouds. I hear the thunder roaring and what seems to be like it’s yelling at me. I hear the waves clapping and leaping up the side of the boat as it rocks side to side. The sights I see when I look around me is just darkness and the black, almost gross, black water. I tremble in fear, my hands shake, but I just
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