The waves of grief over my soul
Flowing swiftly tearing it down
valiant and venturesome-
not I am!
Coward, hesitated-
not either!
Confused with confusions?
May be-I am.
Is it the point where all
great oceans met together?
Is it the point where all the ices
melting for years?
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