Now in a world of wind and foam,
Among the nebulous blue rocks
Where the storm breathes, he walks;
Nevertheless, he will come home.
Others will fear for him where the wind
Crosses his breast with the wrath of storm,
But he will have moved a step beyond
The clouds foreshadowing his doom.
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