Black ocean fast I swim
No direction home just these waters I know
The surrounding wake, but on the surface I stay don't think of where I've been
Black ocean no fear of death just these waters around my head
The lights of the city pass, the calm water moving fast, beneath my flesh devour.
Then the sun comes and the warmth runs. Moving past me, slowly soothing and returning, I go beyond where the shore meets and what home means...dividing me.

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