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like the ocean
you baffle me
clear and free
of liter(ary) garb
quiet, untouched
almost beckoning
my creative mind
to make waves.
tormenting current
pulling me in
away from shore
past the middle
i continue to swim
strong, short lines
on new land
the ocean behind
i baffle no more
over the ocean
across the page
a bridge of words
like the ocean
you baffle me
clear and free
of liter(ary) garb
quiet, untouched
almost beckoning
my creative mind
to make waves.
tormenting current
pulling me in
away from shore
past the middle
i continue to swim
strong, short lines
on new land
the ocean behind
i baffle no more
over the ocean
across the page
a bridge of words
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