The Ocean

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The water is liquid is ice.

Below creatures glide gracefully.

Waves moving in their eternal dance.

People on boards performing tricks like acrobats.

They don't seem to see me.

Misshapen bubbles press close to one another.

Here every one is one.

Prey is hunted and the hunter starves.

And I am drowning in this ocean.

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