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"sinking into the sea of myself"
is something i've said before,
but i am not an ocean,
i am a sky
and even with the distant stars or circuses of clouds--
i am alone
and flying through the changing colors of night and day
weaving through my layers of atmosphere
i am vast and endless
unless you look at the fraying horizon
with the wicked, evil sun
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