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Hopelessly
Now as my foot pushes the pedal down
I implore all the signs with anxiety.
Criss-crossing the landscape from town to town
I am fated to know variety.
Cold winds and sunburns diminish the skin,
A touch once soothing can turn abrasive.
Still, you will not find me hiding within.
What can be gained in being evasive?
Repeatedly I summoned resistance
As tempestuous waves endlessly crashed.
Today I concede to their insistence,
My desire for calm hopelessly dashed.
I am bound at once to come up for air
And withstand all that may await me there.
