My Soul

Ocean

The mind deserted, completely still.

Yet something quakes beneath the surface.

Is it her, rushing over the sea?

Forcing movement where there is none.

Or does she have something to reveal?

Is it my soul, buried these many eons,

Making her way to through substantiality?

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