Head above water



I can't swim the ocean like this forever. Powerful. It used to make me emotional, break me, but now I'm not receiving my full back up like some part of me is holding me together, the one who snaps the finger. Maybe my feminine is beginning to fade, closing her eyes for a long sleep like war is coming and she need to rest and the time has come to become one not by becoming one but by putting one half of me to rest. Not even a single drop from my other side.

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