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In the passion
The words of fondness
Love that kills, one who is scared
Forever left with blurred images
In the bay
The name I wrote you washed away
Thou may refuse
Still I proceed
In thy silence
I may weep
Oh my sailor
Why are you missing?
In the storm waves
I was terrified
In thy roughness
When will he emerge?
In my waiting
He shall not appear
But I will find love
The darkness thou gives.
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