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Beginning of an Odyssey
What an ocean simmers beneath this monster face
That rises above the sea
From the depths of my unconscious haze
And squarely stares at me
Standing on the shore in forgetful streams
I have left the city
Habitation of constant bewildered dreams
What may be in store for me
Is returning to home and hearth is in my fate
Or I will be consumed by the sea
But Troy is no more and winds perversely rage
I set in my compass and set out the sails
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Mutaal Mooquin
November 1, 2009
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