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The Tide
© by Christine Fischer

I need to know if it's real or just an adventure
as if love were something to navigate through.

She likes to steer into unknown waters and tides,
she blears the crystal-clear lakes, where she hides.

cause what is all to clean, often lacks life
may seem secure, but no truth left to find.

By words love cannot be promised nor kept
though many sad figures failed in the attempt.

Still I am frightened to dive in the waves
resting ashore I look at that maze.

And I feel my desire just as the tide's game
coming and going forever the same.

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