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Feb 2021
I’ll be your bed
I’ll be your beach
A place of chaos, sincerity and symmetry
We can meet, become or be released
We can be eternity
I’ll be the sand and you’ll be the sea
Unconscious we can be, blend and bend like lenses
Earth that needs seeds
Something to frame
Something to stay
Look any way the pictures the same
In the climate of the shallow
Our hearts hang hollow  
In the company of the deep
We all seek and sink
Written by
Tyler Jones
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