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Once the waves have crashed
And our hopes have been dashed
When we no longer have fears of failing
When our limbs stop flailing
And we finally learn to float
Or reach out to the boat
Offering its lifeline
Once the fire consumes
And we retreat to our rooms
And we spread ourselves wide
With nothing to hide
Like the grasses waving
On the open prairie
When we find sanctuary
And create our own shrines
Of peace
Of release
Of surrender
About the Creator
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