Shes always patient but counting time, I wondering how much left is mine. Gently singing songs of tides, she wakes me from what clouds my mind. How many days will I let wash away, before I see the pain that stays. I must set foot on solid shore, she need not wait anymore.
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Trying to explain the unexplainable from the far reaches of the mind.
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