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We float over own strain dread

We sing sinking into our yield

My limbs cast by tides and flows

The shores I used to know

seem far away from here

Blue and grey void

around my wrinkled skin

Our journey ends here

in the heads that divide us

The blooming hills stare at the blue glass

The route ends on this shores

fretted by the erratic tide

Before my eyes they seem still alive

Watch me I'm mashed

under three piles of ancient grief

my memories blurred in deep

Give me my craved relief

Old images so sweet

Leave a bitter taste on my lips

I see my last morning

over the highest peak

Wait for me

Should I reach it?

In the end

Shipwreck feels so sweet to the sea

Beneath this lake

Screams from the beyond

Underneath my hate

Ring out in my sleep