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Weaving through the ocean tides
Those caring thoughts await
For some weary traveler
To find and wish to stay

Waiting in the stormy tides
Is where the enemy's sharp words lurk
Creeping and ready to feast
On your mindless body to be left in the dark

Disrupted by the stary tides
That are reflections of the midnight sky
Our cold bodies resting at the floor
Watching the earth pass and wish for another night

Stained deep hues of the sunrise tides
Mezmorized by the beauty such a cold place brings
We close our eyes ounce more
And listen to all that hope sings