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Deep blue tomb

Ship wrecked and stranded

Floating in a dessert of blue

No oasis of dirt or sand

Flat horizon in every direction

Internal compass defeated

The sun blazing above

Dismal clouds are forming

Is this ocean my grave?

Soaking wet and cold

Tired and wave beaten

resisting demise

Wading in deep blue tomb

Storms call for my head

Thunder splits the sky

Great Walls of flood

Drown me from time to time

There is hope

A miracle I pray

A wish for dry grave

For me to lay

For family’s sake

God guide my way

I know you will

Reality still

Has something to say

Hunger pains

Fatigue, Dismay

Sun scorched face

Thirst plagued

I don’t want to die