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Rushing and rushing through, Wisdom washing ashore I knew, Lost in murky swamps of memories, Long since forgotten Happening in spite of me, Eyes painting a vision I see, It's her and her alone, Can I deny it? Should I ? Whirling winds engulf me, Gibraltar limbs break helplessly, Running away I give her safe haven, For I fear I am lost within her Twirling winds whip me into the tide, Pelting rain against me up the hill I stride, Always striving to keep her, From knowing my darker side.
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