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pain of losing someone or oneself... |
| The hand of god shall reign on thee, A flash, a wink, setting thine free. The flood, Poseidon cast succeeds, Creates an inaudible sob of pleads. Briny deep with mans desires, Woman’s youth, obscured fires. Thy flood would drown her small and meek, Foreknown suicide, temptation we seek. Down Olympus Thee mind did crawl, Off thy backs of seven we fall. The greatest storm whom humans fear, Cast away in one single tear. |