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It is not
a foregone conclusion,
but a reality;
even porcupines
know love—
without making pain
a subsidiary organism;

The pain of love’s waves
may forth ashore,
but the waves recede
and the forth dissipates,
leaving a sea of memories
floating on the ocean of life;

Yet, docked and anchored,
you can still set sail
to tomorrow, today; trust.

You are the captain 
of your soul
and the wind in your sail:


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