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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required "Buddy Breathing" Ten leagues below the bed of the ocean in my heart, strange creatures exist, they guard the gate of all things that have past the sound of their existence is strange music for strange creatures, words are not written, nor are they spoken, mute hearts bleeding and eyes wide open masks are worn down here, like soft harlequins glistening sharp diamonds they carry forgotten meanings in ever resilient silence, the trick in the eyes is not to open; we somehow breathe down here it’s called buddy breathing. we try to think of the poetry in life, remembering the bliss in our purposeful being, the oxygen bubbles God bless, sometimes rise to the surface; we like to think we are all friends; some immortalise us while we die from the bends. we prayer for miracles like the 2nd coming sweet kisses sharks teeth colophons and unblessed un-nun-like sisters Candide Diderot. ‘25 "Swiftly walk over the western wave, Spirit of Night! Out of the misty eastern cave Where, all the long and lone daylight, Thou wovest dreams of joy and fear, Which make thee terrible and dear, — Swift be thy flight!" (Percy Bysshe Shelley) **** "I’m blowing further away This storm is gaining force Now it’s tripping the waves How can I test this water The stars have their say I shouldn’t admit this but My heart starts to stray I’ve tasted white light Willows weeping I’ve tasted love songs Angels sleeping Fever's breaking Wild waves Leaves are raking I pray to the Saint of all that’s lost And in the finding curse uncrossed Wait for the sun to come undone Signalling me Out to sea I’ve tasted Saturn Seagulls screaming I’ve tasted shotguns Apostles dreaming Fever's breaking Wild waves Legs are shaking I pray to the Saint of all that’s lost And in the finding curse uncrossed Wait for the sun to come undone Signalling me Out to sea Out to sea" (Elysian Fields, "Out to Sea")
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