Mindless fingers traced my face
Marveled at the lips dried
Wondering what realities were
In this world of mine, (what’s wrong, what’s
Each wave a watery remembrance
Of memories long gone
Ripples radiating from frozen pond
Distant shores echo
With the endless tide
In love, and out,
In sane, and out
Swish, swish, swish, swish,
Tide in, tide out
You scream, you shout
Be still, look about
Do you perceive the boundless horizon?
Do you acknowledge its endlessness
This solitude of your mind?
Or are you afraid to venture out
Haunted by what you may find?
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