Your anger is an ocean wave
You cannot leave to rise,
For once arisen must it brave
A path to its demise:
To slowly draw into its breast
Each vessel in its wake,
Then shatter all upon its crest
Before the downward break;
Or swell in silent solitude,
Across the fickle seas
To crash upon your shores and quench
Your grove of poison trees.
So slay no spirit, spare your heart,
And know the ocean wide,
That you may breathe the winds that quell
The ever rising tide.
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