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The Problem
We had our sail going smoothly.
I was so lost in your eyes;
Glistening eyes that promised a future for us Dancing to the end, meeting the sunsets.
It was too good to be true.
Too happy to be scared.
We watched the dark clouds racing,
And consuming the orange light far beyond.
As we sway hugging our bodies to the waves.

Then the storm slowly made itself visible.
Not ashamed to hide its rage.
I can feel what was coming.
And it's too near to my liking.
We broke away from...