Collecting

The wave has crashed
And the buildup of energy
Lies smote upon the sandy shore
What devils cured up within me?
Churning within my chaos
And now left like stones and shells
For me to collect
And categorize
And cherish
Upon the sandy expanse
Of my awakening consciousness?

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