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Floating

Whilst this day hath fished your soul from drowning in thy mother’s womb only to let it float in this new world’s visceral and effervescent visage.

Whist this day hath poisoned your past lives to death for thy presence required an empty bottle that could be filled with memories mixed with experiences.

Whilst this day hath hath embraced the dusk of the sun for the serenading moon fills your eyes with blithe , your ears with honey and your buds with satiety.

Whilst this day hath amassed love enough to power this universe and thy smiles wide enough to draw boundaries to the horizon, we all wake to the shrilling cries of your existence, floating on these rough seas softened by your cadence.

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