For him she was recess, a soothing shore
in his stormy surge, clamoring roar
For her he was mirage, a wangler wave
splashed over her serenely sheltered nave
no visible etch with the slush too brief
still she can't repose, the abstruse grief
is it 'cause wave reneged to the sea
or with it filched a gem meant solely for thee
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