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Strip me of these thoughts that threaten the gentle tide
Listen to the untamed dialogue
To reveal to me its poison
For I tend to ignore its omens
As I cling to the enchantment
While its truths remain under the tough skin of foreign space
And I can dig– I do
Perhaps only a path retraced endlessly
But the sliver of this unnamed mystery
Lurking in the darkness of a corrupted mind
Disallows the option to return soundlessly
An endeavor for peace
Plagued with doubt