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La Mar
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The Everyday Battle Deep in my heart is a troubled sea.
It has no boundaries;
It is without depth.
La Mar.
Sometimes, she is quiet.
Othertimes, she is a rising,
Foaming, wall of raw power.
Thoughts, like ships,
Are tossed to and fro.
The great island, Reason,
Is sometimes overwhelmed
Like a recurring Atlantis.
When she breaks forth;
There is no stopping her
Except for the dyke
Of Self-Control.
Her name is Emotion
And she is my Eris.
