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[tyndall_blue]

Gaby stared down into the water, watching the muddy colored foam swirl with the lapping waves and the surge of garbage. He was riding out the tail end of a wicked trip and the dark waters and the silence of the dock soothed him. The fine layer of sweat on his skin glued his wild hair to his body, making him sticky. The thin body heaved as it

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[steinsgrrl]

His life is so sad and it makes my insides ache. He takes his joy where he can get it, perhaps his relief, because does he even know joy anymore?

On a technical note, I love your word choices.