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So many feelings
So little time
Stop for a moment
Get swept away by the tide

Drifting to sea
Drifting to sleep
When I awake
I begin to weep

Pulled underwater
Holding my breath
No one to save me
From an inevitable death

So I close my eyes
And breath in the sea
Which will soon gain a new part
And that part will be me