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What is this feeling,
Of complete understanding?
Frustration parting,
I can see- The light shines,
Darkness cannot gleam,
Hatred no longer seen,
Your hand- As cold as mine-
And as guiltly innocent;
Rests on my shoulder,
I look into eyes,
As blank as my own,
And I know You know,
And I cry,
Pushing closer to your figure,
So much like myself,
Pulling away to be with you,
What is this feeling,
Of failed comprehension?
Afraid,
Choked by you,
Watch you walk away,
As have so many others;
But all I do is sink back into the waves-
Carried into sleep
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