While all around, it seems naturally meant,

life can occasionally hold a deception.

Like lives are asked always to augment

The pure beauty of a captivating solution.

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In critical times, there seems a slow panic

always active, and forever full of cause.

Everything suddenly seems empathic,

whilst then our confidence gives pause.

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Once the tide begins to slap the shoreline

there can seem an edge forever crossed,

lives suddenly mixed in with the brine

clinging to sand and agates aroused.

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When one might wish for a slow departure,

with truth could kindness always self assure.