An Ominous Perspective

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When you look at life as an Ocean, you will suddenly start sinking. 

You see the beauty all around, as you struggle to keep breathing. 

Your lungs are full of water, the oxygen is depleting. 

The ocean floor is so comfortable, the darkness is increasing. 

But somehow you always find a way, to hear the choir singing.

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