upon a battered shore

tsunami waves leave the body clinging, blistering
drops of pain cascading down the spine
glistening, shimmering
the hand lets go and grasps at kindness moments too late.

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what won't kill you will make you stronger
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"the true lover yearneth for tribulation..."

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