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| Poem is not about New Moon |
Waves crashing on the rocks
Drowning in the shallow end
Innocent bystanders on the docks
I hope not to offend
By the weakness that holds me
Bound to this fate by despair
No one willing to pay the fee
Selflessness becomes to rare
As i slowly slip away
On this bright and sunny day
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