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It's hard climbing up to a certain point Too easy to come back down to the ground Something about this rise and fall undoes me Reaching close but drifting back A relentless tide against the shore Yet something about the air up high Rich and fresh and clean and so pure This ground level air leaves my lungs unsatisfied When they know what more they can have The waves do go back once they hit the shore Only to come back once more So though I've failed and fallen into sin again I know I can free myself if I try Again and again and again And again a countless times more
— yourtidalsoul
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