Thoughts in a Whirlpool
She is an ocean
Her mind is a whirlpool
Thoughts
Thoughts spin around in the whirlpool
From thoughts are born questions
Questions about existence
Questions about life
Questions about worth
And questions about death
She tries to find their answers
Inside her own vast vortex
She may be disappointed
Yet she has to know the answers
Uncloak the mysteries, the lies
And absorb the truths
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The whirlpool is slowing down
The thoughts are becoming vague
But they promise to arise again
As she succumbs to the sweet, sweet lullaby
As her reality ceases for a while
'Sleep little princess' they say
'We are your thoughts
Your desires
Your veiled secrets
And we'll never be gone from you
From your infinite ocean. . .'
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~ Fia, the lost
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