The Golden Darkness/Confession

​CONFESSION.
There’s a sin that haunts my songs,
 There’s a sin that haunts my dreams,
As the ocean’s bitterness
 Haunts the rippling lyric streams.

Though the ocean fashions wind,
 Curves the rainbow, flaunts the rain,
All the ocean’s bitterness
 At the bottom must remain!

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