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Sadness is like a sea, 

Waves of glum and misery,

Can wash and cleanse,

Even slowly begin to mend.

Weathering impurities away,

transforming sin with the help of spray.

Tainted memories will drown.

When weeping white caps beat down,

vice, heatache, and experation.

Only after you go numb can you feel sensation.

Sadness is a nessary toll,

to sober ones soul.