Watch as the ocean's tide pulls away, leaving you standing alone on the shore. Hopes drift away and despair fills the hole left behind. Following the waves, the bright sun's shine elapsed behind clouds. Cold shivers surround a previously warm, joyful heart. Shivers are left as the only comfort, although they aren't as nice as the sun. Shakes and tremors cause violent shakes lashing out at others; no hopes of relinquishing them. As they attack every warm-hearted being around, you watch in wide eyed wonder. Weak attempts at holding shivers back results in no change as everything with nice ideas falls; no longer having an affect against mean, dangerous shakes.
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