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Look to water
your home that was on solid ground
has left you

Skeletons without a ship
have a lot of room to roam
Survivors lie on the shore
and may never get up

Never mind
every home is a foreign country
an ill-fitting wind, a chest of echo

Look to skies
one day
you’ll wear your home
like a seamless robe

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