Cry me a river O feelings of pain,
You have been beside me on many journeys within,
Like a stone your expression is slow in change,
We were born here as one and bound as kin,
There seems a purpose in your steady motion,
Though often am I blind to see,
I am clinging to a broken ship on stormy ocean,
Into the path of awareness you must be taking me.
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