relentless in their dance
I simply try to stand
but the waves keep crashing in
cold currents pull me low
to the dark depths
consequence of seeds past sown
shall I ever breath
or is air to sweet a treat
for a ragged soul like me
sink or swim
that is the question ultimate
to swim is to live
and living is painful
to sink is to die
dieing is easy
my only hope lies
after a black damp grave
my only hopes cry
is from me, to captain
that he might save
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