Where the colors clashed at the bottom of the sky Where the mountains began And the waters subside Bumblebee yellow drips by, Periwinkle clouds Whose puffs call out To the open night. Crimson red in the corner,
Lapping waves, pull at my skin. Clear water. Like, Jellyfish. Immortal, untouchable. I can feel my hand crossing through the fog. Another Jellyfish. Always there. Immortal, untouchable.
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