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"What it is to discover beyond these Water"
What would I discover by this water.
The reflections of redemption sinking.
Like a stone.
I look upon this cold horizon.
Embracing my retribution at the waterfront.
Tidal waves wash over these tired bones.
My skull cracked open the freedom of your soul.
Your face washed away with the stars.
Daily rant: It's been a couple weeks now that you've been gone. I don't think of you much. But this poem goes out to you. My respect for you outweighs the feelings I have on how you left this brotherhood.
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