The leviathan in nocturnal flight
Rests not in murky seas of night
But lives in souls of men in turmoil,
Restless with salacious nature
They grieve for selves with dwindling stature.

The monster roils and expands in size
And spreads like wildfire in disguise
Infecting those who lie in wait
With promises it will never keep,
And flagrant lies they will not see.

The waves upon the sea of life
Once set in motion creates our plight.
We cling to any semblance of a harbor
With dwindling expectations of relief
We are swallowed by the sea of grief.

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