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Spring came

Spring came
and melted the winter of my soul.
Warm breezes tasting life
anchored in my wombs bay

We drifted
in the sea of bliss
counting heartbeats
and the rhythm of the waves

A late storm brewed
swamping our hopes
as the pain ebbed and flowed

I watched
as tomorrow
was consumed by the abyss

and
God left me
a broken hull
on the desolate shore

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