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I am

I am like
     the tides.
I come and go
     quietly and
                regularly,
but, sometimes I am
    very high or
                 very low,
only then am I
     recognized and
                  noticed
by others.

Othertimes, I usually go
                     unnoticed
because being like
                     the tides,
I am nothing special,
        or out of the ordinary,
no one gets excited
        over me.

The tides have come
                 and gone
for years,
      regularly,
and so will I.

1977

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