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Don’t you feel as if you’re too deep into the ocean?
Sand not ingrained, water always running,
but your head is only so much above it.
I can see the earth engulfing your legs,
you thighs, your belly button,
your collar bones, your smile...
Sooner,
you are slipping, mother nature is playing;
I wish to never have believed my mother’s instincts
When she said our land is whispering,
“happiness, glory, refuging, stillness...”
I feel threatened by my sanity;
I feel threatened my your imagery.
- @akratiisalive