wHAT SIGHTS AWAIT ON AN OPEN SEA?
w Hat ERRANT THOUGHTS THERE SWIM AFTER ME?
for WITH EACH WAVE THERE A MEMORY
washes ME IN MINE OWN HISTORY.
would THAT i, TRAPPED BY EVERY THOUGHT,
revisited BY PAINS i HAVE WROUGHT
MIGHT LET THESE OLD SINS SLIP IN THE SEA
AND THE WAVES MIGHT TAKE THEM ALL FROM ME.
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