fishermen and their baits

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I harbour waves, and sandsmy angst and your demandsyour presence is like the tides,the fall and rise — all a surprisea petrifying bait that's concealedfar from you but the string just interweavesit'll cut my flesh if I try to leavebut once on the ...

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I harbour waves, and sands
my angst and your demands
your presence is like the tides,
the fall and rise — all a surprise
a petrifying bait that's concealed
far from you but the string just interweaves
it'll cut my flesh if I try to leave
but once on the surface,
I know I'll cease to breathe

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