The Haunting On The Sea
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The haunting on the sea, the haunting sounds.
Mechanics of the sea-waves entering.
Below the cliffs, in lower cliffs
Enter sea-waters salty rustling in.
Bubbles on their faces red and bustling.
And mini-echoes in the small caves resounding.
As opium-anesthesia the Mind-Brain stills.
And washed as in Ganges waters nervousness.
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