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Untitled Nonsense

Like a wave, you crash and retreat 

Lingering for a moment

Forward and back as you please

In the only patterns you know

Never staying at shore

A liquid melody

Phrases never weave

Cadence never predictable 

Yearning to sing

Struggling to swim  

Flailing in your residual current

I flew my kite above

Letting the wind spin me in circles 

Until I was so far from home 

I couldn’t remember my way

As waves continue to crash

I ground myself at shore 

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