Obscurity
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Midpoint
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· Still
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Surrender
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· Still


Not calm; but the rhythmic rumble of blood

In ears touched only by the turning

Of this leviathan globe

Until the moon's half-shadow

Casts sufficient light to reveal my place

In this hybrid tide:

I am myself the thing I seek