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Augustinian Dilemma
Subconcious streams flitter through my silty porthole Ebb and flow through my consciences' filtering scroll Clogging the interstices and my formative, fragile mind doth control Perceptions of self flood my sensory console  Pent-up desires breach mind's, shallow levee and over carefree banks roll Carnal instincts bleach and, over time, corrode my chaste compass's steady pole My soul's rudder listlessly through the choppy waters doth stroll Delusions of grandeur and trite fantasies o'er my wayward ship troll Teetering sails are blown about by truant winds so droll Faulty navigation beaches my tattered psche on a barren shoal Battered by the waves of inconstancy paying a penitent toll Tunneling through the brackish bilge; a frenetic mole Seeking to escape frollicking tidal waves that my froward, youthful mind did cajole  Sifting through the rancid seaweed that years of cresting tides did dole Cloaked with guilt, shame stranded on a rocky, desolate atoll Still vainly trying to justify my hopeless condition; my fleeting worth extoll
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