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Steady sound gravitating from the closest star,
A somnolent trigger firing at the glass of life,
Sitting while my eyes run over the sparkling sand,
Tonight, the ocean crashes against my finest art.
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I know what's hiding behind the rainbow,
I've seen it before, and its shape scratches the light,
Like a desperate shout in an empty room,
Like a blinded song howling to the moon.
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Being here among so many thoughts,
Cornered by each side of this fishing boat,
Looking up at the endless miracle,
And confusing tears with a couple of drops.
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The Ocean

Steady sound gravitating from the closest star,
A somnolent trigger firing at the glass of life,
Sitting while my eyes run over the sparkling sand,
Tonight, the ocean crashes against my finest art.

The ocean and its virtues, the mind and its rituals,
Collect the introverted fantasies and spin the glass of wine,
Waves drafted after the dim light and crooked lines,
Same ritual crafting your silhouette in the spine of my rimes.

Winters in the ocean are wet melodies walking backward,
The type of chill that makes you wander in circles
Wondering if there's an end to the unforgiven symphony,
Tonight, the ocean crashes questions against my finest melody.

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