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Waves after waves
of desire and passion
rise and fall
to rise again.
I thought I'd get
over it.
I give in
just when I
resolve to fight.
Am I being weak
or simply wise
to accept that
the sea within
cannot but stir
until its day of reckoning.
I like to churn
like the sea
all the time
and hope for the
nectar to come
up from deep within.
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