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High tide and low Ebb and flow Wax and wane Yet sometimes there are floods Floods that do not recede Some floods that overwhelm Floods that you want to be swept away in Floods you never want to end Floods that bring you somewhere new Floods that change the landscape of where you were That seem to change the world That seem unstoppable Yet somehow the waters recede Wet, damp, dry, parched What could have happened to end this flood? Indifference, lack of acknowledgement Ignoring the onrushing torrent has taken the strength from the all-covering ocean When all it needed to flourish was the smallest amount of encouragement Is this the end of the water Or has it pooled somewhere Waiting for the moment to rise again
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Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 10:09 AM UTC
Water
High tide and low Ebb and flow Wax and wane Yet sometimes there are floods Floods that do not recede Some floods that overwhelm Floods that you want to be swept away in Floods you never want to end Floods that bring you somewhere new Floods that change the landscape of where you were That seem to change the world That seem unstoppable Yet somehow the waters recede Wet, damp, dry, parched What could have happened to end this flood? Indifference, lack of acknowledgement Ignoring the onrushing torrent has taken the strength from the all-covering ocean When all it needed to flourish was the smallest amount of encouragement Is this the end of the water Or has it pooled somewhere Waiting for the moment to rise again
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Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 10:09 AM UTC
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