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The Price

 

Ebb and edge
Of persuadable place;
Take flow and sway,
Choose beauty today.
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Iridescent surface sparks,
Yet soul’s pearl in parting
Jags a journey beneath,
On bed of rock and wreath.
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This prize therefore must,
Corrode to drowned dust.
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