Parley

The limbs were numb
The wave bated
We gave up waiting for
The storm that was to arrive
And the deluge that never came.

I was to struggle on
To swim against the stream
My destiny awaits me there
I used to acknowledge
With the hoarse outcry of the rebel
Yet I and the flow that carried me
Both knew it was merely
The matter of time
Before our epic parley.

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