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Between us lie the waters, dark and still;

for all our love, the sea will lie between;

for all our passion, which will surge and fill

the heart to breaking; and for all the clean-

stripped honest words of truth we speak;

still will those level depths, unchanged, serene,

deny us the last union which we seek;

and in the end we must accept despair,

knowing that what we breathe is mortal air.