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Into the entrance I wade comfortablyUntil I realize the riptide
I find myself weeping with ease
Yet the beckoning coffers demand my pride
The soothe of sorting my thoughts
Becomes frantic and difficult
The narrow line my mind lies upon
Astrews a line too fine
Bereft of solace to console myself
I imbibe my terrors and woe