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Raging storms
With fiery wings
Swept down upon
My naive dreams
Small sailing boat
Weak and untested
Dipped under the swell
And never crested
My hands clasped crude rock
Instead of gold
Snagged seaweed
In the crippling cold
But in the arms
Of the raging sea
Was where I finally
Learned to swim
Dawn & Dusk 
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