When anxious, uneasy and bad thoughts come, I go to the sea, and the sea drowns them out with its great wide sounds, cleanses me with its noise and imposes a rhythm upon everything in me that is bewildered and confused. -Rainer Maria Rilke
I wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides my face and shades my eyes,
With torn and bleeding hearts I smile,
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