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Lake By Emma It’s a lake that goes on and on. I go farther out But still I can touch. The waves are trying To take me back To shore. The waves feel like I’m running into Walls. But I can still Touch. I keep going till I can’t see the shore. Time to go back. The water has given me Something I’ll never forget. |