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Illicit waters

My head sun bound, The water scream sublime. The ripples waver. So tranquil now, But if I fall, Grasp and grippling. Yes I’m fine on the ledge. But the blue skies so meek, Compare to the sonorous sea. Aplomb. The water leave a white sheen, But unkempt under hide. Hermit’s fatuous thinking.

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Date: 2/12/2025 9:13:00 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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