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>>tower, love, oceanic, frothing, cave

why do i do
when i know all to and fro up and down
in and out the process repeats too many
a time too late too calloused too built
to defend
am i perfect now
no am i my own model of perfection no
but i still build  up and upon my land
these walls these towers all crash down
into sand
so what is there
what am i defending or what am i scared
of all the beautiful places in the world i am
hiding from these waves beating down
my walls
underneath the sea foam
i am scared of love hiding underneath this
wreckage left behind from years past
can i rebuild these towers of who i
am lost

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