Shore Mail

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I'm bottled up like old school mail sailing the shores to you
And while I swim my heart sinks deep into the angelic blue
But I'm weary
the more I swim, the more I'm winning
I will not drown because I am buoyant
I will reach you when I notice
The ocean never stops its motion
The vortex seized me because of love commotion
Forbye the sun is my north star
As long as I keep swimming I will go far
No control of the waves just riding the way
This water is cold the water is vague
But I'm still on my way

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