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I cannot feel the sea anymore;

The wild soothing breath of the waves

Shaking me at my very core,

And the fires in the misty caves

Casting shadows over cold walls

For lonely hearts to feed their visions.

I cannot hear its ancient calls;

How then will this grim indecision

Plaguing vessels which carry life

Be lifted over Poseidon’s house

If Day and Night play cat and mouse

And husbands can’t yet see their wife…?

Where have you gone my dear mother?

Of your flowing gown and all its pearls

Remains nothing after the ebb…

In the mirror of the sky’s infinite web

Twisting, turning, it spins and whirls,

Proudly patient, ever waiting for each other.

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Love your craft and conversely.