The mist rolls in and out like the ocean
It doesn’t make much of a commotion.
It has the feel of thickness in motion
and brings up overwhelming emotion
and deep devotion.

This rhyming thing is most terrible
I doesn’t fit, it is not wearable
but I will keep trying, I will
and still
try to fill the bill.

I need to learn to focus and relax
Rhyming does my mind so tax.
If the moon is wax
or even if it’s wane
I swear I am going insane.

Doesn’t make sense,
I am so tense
And why am I so dense?
I am definitely on the fence
about rhyme.

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