Tumult

Loud and din,
Noise unlike life;
almost drowning us out.
Loud and din,
that makes us roar back,
Not assured in self-defence.
Soon the swell comes again and
The tumult resoundingly sighs.
Deafening ripples left behind,
we only to survive.

 

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