I float on an endless sea,
Tiny waves dancing on my chest
Tell me it's a day; but
There is no sign of yesterday
Or tomorrow, just today waving me away.
Beyond is nothing, but a scarce vision;
Oblivion haunts my senses,
For there is no end of today, it is empty, scary;
I think I am getting ‘today-sick',
I fear I will die on this blue endless day,
And no will remember me tomorrow, from yesterday.
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