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Thursday, breached
the levis I had built
and in came rushing the debris
and the silt

flooding irises
swallowing furrows of the palms
drowning, before receding
to an unfathomable calm

waking to see the sea has taken
as much as it has given
and baptizes
as much as it had forsaken

goodbye, men of old
pay in nickels and in dimes
if not today, men of gold
then in another lifetime

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