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Over the Winds


In another life I was a whale

That breached the surface

Far

Too often,

 

Taking a dive up,

Geysing storms

of ocean water,

Each drop grasping onto the air,

Trying to bring some home.

 

In this life I am not a whale.

 

I am in the air,

Pulling it in, letting it out,

Tasting the scent of life,

 

But all I want to do is drown,

To let in the peace,

To feel the tides carry me,

Over the winds.

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