High tide upon the beach,
Slow as a clock, unstoppable as time,
Forever in your reach,
So comforting to know it’s there for you,
The answer to so much,
Plunge into an alternate existence,
Where responsibility cannot touch,
Until you drown and rise back up again,
Useful to nobody,
No longer safe under the lapping waves,
Of your personal sea,
Come back to us,
You've life enough to crawl,
E’en after so much time under water,
There is still a chance to reclaim it all.
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