It’s like I’m stuck in a world all my own.
Floating across a sea of orange and green
As the waves calmly call your name.
It’s like I’m sailing far above
Like an eagle, like a dove
As the clouds, they form your face
It’s like I’m at the bottom of a pit
Your name inscribed in the walls o it.
While only darkness looms above.
It’s like I’m all on my own.
No crutch, no simple boon.
Alone as you stare on.
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