Running blue will tides wash free
all discontent now brimming,
Fading west skies paling down
and cooling darkness dimming.
Remember when waters stilled
then smiled of your reflection,
Now a stone's in hand and thrown
as rings fan-out detection.
Drown about and playing out
is only time now reaping,
Love unwinds throughout our lives
in scores of years time's keeping.
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