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There is no shore
free from turbulence
there is no depth
free from treasured trash
and I thought of
solitude
not escapade
but the sea didn't like
the idea
and unleashed soft fury
of the foaming waves on me
It's so much more lethal
to face one's own fury
deep inside
of dreams unfulfilled
love unspoken
pain untouched.
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