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the shore
I'm constantly rowing back and forth through this potent ocean
Desperate to reach shore sippin this potion
But the journey’s misinterpreted notion construed to a point
Where im bruised at the joints has me confused so I point in
Any direction to see clearer knowin Ill be inferior
If I don’t reach deeper in the interior.
And as the waters rapidly stir
I will happily assure that the depth of any curse
Can be reversed as an adverse gift
While the potion being sipped trickles and courses thru the lips
Making the treacherous waters easier to sift.
To shift from fighting the waves to riding the currents
Enlightening the days and priding the insurance.
That one day the entact raft will at last reach the land mass
