This
Inland Sea: Contained
No season let escape...
No
summer swells the bank…
No end of endless
rain...
No river wide to drain…
No winter cracks the sheath...
No
tempest fails the beach…
No dam to open gates…
No thirst too great to
sate...
No
calming of the wave...
No
island claims the bay…
No drowning in the
surf...
No breathing in the murk...
Contained:
This Inland Sea...
This
Sea: Inside of me.
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