Chasing after you, like the current is moving faster than the hands I could use to catch you, and stop you from drifting away from me into the depth of the sea, where you should be with me and not losing the grip of the palm of my hands, where pulling me into you, keeps me from leaving you astray but only seeing how far the love is willing to go, to love me more than what I am chasing besides you are, the one I am chasing in the waves of the night.
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