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Shallow
Wiped out is my destiny
Stranded in a drought of wine
Lured back by a deity
Strangles by the hands of time
The sky doesn't pray for me
It plays a lute on my mind
Caught alive and left to sea
No one left- my hands are tied
Careful not to tell a lie
Or fall to your tragedy
Lost again I can't arrive
Somewhere worth imagining
Blown to bits I sail away
Inside out with my shallow mastery.
Stranded in a drought of wine
Lured back by a deity
Strangles by the hands of time
The sky doesn't pray for me
It plays a lute on my mind
Caught alive and left to sea
No one left- my hands are tied
Careful not to tell a lie
Or fall to your tragedy
Lost again I can't arrive
Somewhere worth imagining
Blown to bits I sail away
Inside out with my shallow mastery.
Published 1st Jan 2025
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