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I come against the crashing
seas of love, where the mutable -
Paint me in chiaroscuro,
rash in the extremes. No longer
a creature of refined delights ~ -
your sighs move the wind.
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Atoll safety / Pacific bliss / Waves reaching / Sands hiss / Hips Sway
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