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Surviving

The waves can be deep

they are for now

they swell and drop

as they swallow me whole

 

It's calming and content 

for now

as the dark blue lake consumes me 

little by little, it takes away my warmth

 

As I strain for air to fill my lungs again

i hear a sweat melody calling me

descending slowly

finally succumbing to the simplicity of its aura

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