"Choking under the sea fairing vessel.
The waves grow larger as the sea sinks in my lungs. "
I sat waiting for the storm to settle.
The beach blew hot air and the truth escaped me.
The ocean consumes the dying man beneath the vessel, the sharp pain of death evokes a stagnant cry.
Wallow in the depths of life long enough and the direction of the surface becomes obfuscated.
"I drowned as I swam closer to the surface. My god, it will not come. My eyes grow darker."
I smell the salt.
I taste it soon after.
An old friend drowned today.
A shadow that attached to my feet.
"I am but a soul, may heaven accept me graciously."
The hot air turned cold and the somber truth of darkness overtook me.
My shadow has returned for me.
"My eyes, see darkness. My heart knows of nothing more profound"
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