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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