Waiting for your release over me, like
Drowning in a two foot sea, I quietly seek out
Your green eyes. Like mine, softly speaking, in a
Single blink, a flash, a clash of reality and mist.
The things I miss, in this place of solitude, eludes me,
As if to say that it is a different reality far and away.
But I remember the hell we shared, lying there,
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