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My Dear Serene
The sea's a strong fancy woman
shouting to me
my structure is hers to convey
my soul she liberates
Quiet, I see the pungent saline solution
which structures inside your flicker
be that as it may, I should go with none close behind
to ride the dim verge
I should look for experiences amazing,
chase the goliaths of lost time
try not to sob for me, my affection
try not to allow misery to entomb your brain,
I should leave you and our child
my heart is loaded up with disgrace
be that as it may, I am called to her hug
a moth dependent on the fire
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