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I jumped headfirst with no goal
I found myself in uncharted waters
I let my Instincts take over
Instinct has kept me well
I was blessed with them
I soon found the compass that guided me
I found the place thought to be myth
I walked its sandy beaches
I bathed in the crystalline waters
I attempted to delve deeper into the recesses of its mystery
But...to no avail
It was pre-destined to fail
I soon found myself drowning
Drowning in my failed attempts
Drowning in the darkness
Drowning...
Drowning...
The air has escaped
Dancing to the surface
Formed in to clear spheres
Once again, I am lost
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