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Sep 3
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱, I say
Mysterious depths existing beyond my comprehension
𝘚𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭, I say
Words lost in the roar of hypnotic blue, green, grey
𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, I say
Rendered defenseless by its magnitude

Adrift, I surrender to the pull of the current
Whether I am made immortal within the waves
Or am cast broken upon the shore
The ecstasy of my soul is a 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪
I drown in his eyes, all words are lost.
Lyla
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       Gareth, guy scutellaro, Thomas W Case and Lyla
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