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A Poem: The Lagoon

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Fevered sleep racked with rain
Adrift inside the black lagoon;
The beasts below, they know my name.

The spectral pool remains unchanged
Cast in dank primeval gloom;
Fevered sleep racked with rain.

My soggy skiff pitches and sways
I sense the deep and know my doom;
The beasts below, they know my name.

My father stands the silent crane
On the bank he does not move;
Fevered sleep racked with rain.

Shadows swift with fins and fangs
Guard the truth long entombed;
The beasts below, they know my name,

Writhing through my flooded brain.
The sky is green, I see no moon;
Fevered sleep racked with rain
The beasts below, they know my name.

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