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There is a part of the ocean where flowers grow out of the water.

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I am still at sea. My boat is weak  (made of cardboard boxes with a sail made from my fathers dress shirt; my legs can barley fit inside! Sometimes I have to hang them over the edges) yet I feel strong.

Sometimes I am passed by the Vikings in their confident vessels, with their tall fur hats and their chests pushed out. Their ships are massive and made from the finest oak wood, with large masts that flap loudly in the wind, but I have that which they don’t. I have a love deep in my heart. And with you snuggly nestled there I can easily conquer this endless sea.