​And how much I shall have to conceal,
How much I shall have to endure,
The suffering and the survival of so much despair.

The agony of what, fate has decided,
Is another side, you might not want to experience.
Yet thy tears flow.

You meet me at the last of those steps,
Where there was no one to turn to,
I wondered, "Lone is a lie".

Well, I don't see you anywhere around,
Exists there, only, so much and so much of sadness.

A silent scream in between striving,
For answers, of those, have been put question to,
Whose answers to the questions are questions themselves...

Coz' while you skipped me as a survivor,
The sea embraces my suffering.
That's why the sea soothes my soul,
That's why the sea soothes my soul.


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