Tight ropes cross over,

seas of undigested fear.

Waves rhythmical and fluid,

endlessly replay ailments

assailed with undiluted experiences.

Memory and imagination combine,

rotting and purifying, 

they feed and grow.  

Tight ropes cross over,

seas of undigested fear.

reflecting lives

in streams of recollection

Petitions against repetition of fear,

digest through purifying hearts to

create harmonic paths….  

Cross tight ropes,

over seas of undigested fear

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