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With gentle assuredness her arms release,
But the light does not fade from her eyes.
 
They are framing memories.
 
They effuse a tranquil green sea.
 
It's waves carry me far beyond her gaze.
Under the guard of a stellar infantry,
I drift upon currents strong and deep.
 
When the tide reaches that pivotal end,
Against it I sprawl and we turn back for her,
 
Rushing with all of Neptune's might 
To a safe and sheltered harbor.
 
Back into her arms, her warm embrace,
Her placid eyes who's questions
Patiently await their moments.
 
For now we are no longer coming back.
 
Year: 
2015
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