Three times - we parted - Breath - and I - Three times - He would not go - But strove to stir the flickering fan The Waters - strove to stay. Three Times - the Billows threw me up - Then caught me - like a Ball - Then made Blue faces in my face - And pushed away a sail
That crawled Leagues off - I liked to see - For thinking - While I die - How pleasant to behold a Thing Where Human faces - be -
The Waves grew sleepy - Breath - did not - The Winds - like Children - lulled - Then Sunrise kissed my Chrysalis - And I stood up - and lived.
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