Here is the rock
where the tide will break
here's the real answer
to what's at stake
while my belief
absorbs blow after blow
I contemplate that breaking point
when you just know
look in my hand
baby that's not dust
So have no fear
baby of moth and rust
my treasure spot
rests in the lea of the break
and soon I will
reach out and take
what
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