Once I lived in an ocean trance where me and my maiden took course to dance
To sing a song of endless dreams, glory, and practical serenity
This ocean was vast; But as just as it was vast so was it micro having us truly in a flask
Of the laughs that the waters held dear from our kissing lips and the touch I had on her heart, Oh such sensitivity
But in this small But vastness of a world lied a standing point much more far reaching than any could grasp
Like an atom or the expanding splendour of the very world
One day so would we split and and lose all that had been justified in our hearts
But at the end of this song is no formal glorified ending
Tis just another dream on the end of another shore of yet another ocean of another song that is to be heard by all other dreams oceans songs and shores
And all what is it for?
That is where I have deeply explored; yet through progress my body has numbed and I have grown sore.
For that ocean like me has turned to a drought
Consumed by all the years that have traveled by forming that endless tune of song that my heart sings yet forming a new ocean that manifests me solely into yet a new dream
Where all of our oceans meet...
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