Lying at the bottom of the ocean and staring up, somewhere above, far far above, there is light that shines through the sounds of the beneath

These plants that have no name, this creature that has no face,

How far does it go, if one human lay beside it, how tiny would one feel, staring into the places where people have been

But for a second. Singing from the depths, never to the surface, when we touched the sun it burnt us

So we dove beneath the waves, there is more space in the ocean than the land, deeper and deeper,

The opposite of air, like a bubble that could pop.

It could disappear if it didn’t exist, but I wish for the feeling

The feeling of flying free in the ocean and the no more counting.

The words connect outside,

But no one ever comes in these days.

And that connection isn’t there, it’s a laugh that follows.

So could we learn our own planet, rather than learning the rules of them.

Strange rules the ocean never taught.

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