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I stand
And you sweep my feet
The roars you make while I wait in awe
I sink into your inner depths and you cover me
In your fluids
So warm
So cold
Too afraid to go deeper
Yet you manage to mesmerize my eyes and pull me
Your freshness and salts surround my body
I turn away and yet you chase
Still pulling me up against you

I am one of many who come to meet you
Yet you don't notice it
Cause greatness is all you are
And all you ever will be

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