i'd prefer the water to run deep.
deeper than this soul can catch - to catch on fire.
i want the water to run still.
still as a candle on a wire.
for that is the only image of peace the mind can breathe.
to breathe is the rhythm of life. and life in motion is a life worth the notion.
and i want this breath to cover this ocean. i want this vapour to be a part of this great ocean.
as i soon lay my body to ashes rest, there are places where my heart must go.
there are places to where this mind must seek ease. as yet, chains and torment you have to show.
alas, i am but a written text. who will know for sure the deep connections between words and flesh ? none. i swear. by none.
i could be an impostor. a fake. a shadow. a doubt.
right as of now, i am merely text.
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