the sea

and suddenly I know what it’s about:

i’m strong and deep and fighting like the sea;
in me, there’s something fierce and something loud —

there’s something y·o·u will never ever be.

and yet I wonder if you really h·a·v·e to be.
the sea is tragic, in a constant state of war.

there's just one thing i hope that you will see:
the sea is pointless if it comes without a shore.

4 марта 2025


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