High tide rolling in.
I'm drowning in your black waves.
Swim to shore? Not a chance.
Your current pulls me in,
and your waves crush me.
You are the embodiment of my sins.
Facing your speed and strength is my punishment.
Gasping for air trying to survive your crippling blows,
all that's left is my death below.

You lowered your tide,
and calmed your rage.
With one short breath,
my life is saved.

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