remove poem

I feel like I want to move on
from the state of mind that the poem reflects

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-<b>To you <br />
-</b>
-<p>
-  I’ve made markings on the shore <br />
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-You’ll have to go there, before <br />
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- the next time of high-tide, <br />
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-If you want to see it - <br />
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-You know the sea will devour it <br />
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-Ain’t that like Snapchat without <br />
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-The electricity? <br />
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-You have… Twelve hours, <br />
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-Maybe?<br />
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-What?<br />
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-You’re avoiding the beach,<br />
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-You want to see it on the SnapMap<br />
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-While you commute on a public bus,<br />
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-And even then,<br />
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-You might - might - decide not to give the SnapMap<br />
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-Any attention,<br />
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-You’re busy clucking at the bus-driver while<br />
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-He jerks the bus perversely along?<br />
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-I don’t trust<br />
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-You<br />
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-Nor your fickle<br />
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-Attention<br />
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-I- I’ll thank God<br />
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-For the sea<br />
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-For the sun<br />
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-For the wind<br />
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-For the sand
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-For the little child, shrieking in delight
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-As the waves roll in
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-I’ll pray to God
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-To make me his wife
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-We’ll marry, if He is willing
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-And then,
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-And then,
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-I’ll pray for you,
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-That you’ll have food
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-When you’re hungry
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-And water
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-When you’re thirsty
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-And then,
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-I won’t see you
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-I won’t be on the SnapMap
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-You don’t need to thank me
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-I’m your (unworthy) servant,
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-A hopeful wife of God,
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-Servant of God,
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-Child of God
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-(I don't mind being
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-A door-keeper in God’s house,
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-Either)
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-Not a lioness of God,
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-Sylvia Plath said she was one,
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-And then she committed
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-Suicide
 
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