By Isreal John
Consuming and Alluring
It was cold, dark, and old
Enthralled by its depth
Drowned by its weight
I needed its warmth
I needed its light
I needed its breath
The ocean was vast
And filled with thoughts
Ones of the past
Stories untold
Futures unseen
Paths lost in this endless sea
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