| Haggard body, frail existence
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| Breaking through the waves, grasping for a cold surface
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| Swimming in uncertainty towards undefined nothing
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| When a dream is dying, the water is an endless foe
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| Agony ridden desolate struggle
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| Underneath the dark lies an unending depth
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| One foot hit the bottom, a cold touch of the ocean floor
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| A brief glimpse of hope, a sight of a coming relief
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| Loosing contact, slipping away from the newfound reverie
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| Slither ashore on newfound soil
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| Salt meets sand, cleansing the hands of the wounded
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| Illusionary shelter
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| Stranded on illusive ground, an island in a dream of solace
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| Trembling ascends from inside of the island
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| Given new life, the land awoke from it’s ancient rest
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| Arms shot like towers through the foam and the waves
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| Surrounding and closing in, pulled under and torn deep down
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| A stream of emptiness from underneath sweeps it all away
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| Rising in the distance, apparition
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| An island lures a dreamer on the verge between life and ocean
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| Sinking away, with a final breath of water |