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Aug 2014
I'm one with the water
I glide as if I am through air,
I touch the depths,
Others have not set senses upon
For a million years,
Civilisations in the depths
All that is left
Rock,
Walls,
Words,
Spelt a time before,
I glide through halls long forgotten
I glide above,
See that which echoes in silence,
And envision what life was like
Before it met with the waters below
I drift Along currents,
See the green that grows so high
Like a forest,
Reaching for the waterless heavens above,
Such life it is everywhere,
Varity of every kind,
Beauty
Stillness
Death
Still has its place
Above
&
Below
The circle of life has its place,
I watch for the sharp tooth's
Where ever I drift be it shallow or deep
This place called the ocean,
My home.
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
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