Bodies

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Floating, floating
In the darkness
Of the forever night,
The silence
Is within me
My touch like ice.

Floating, floating
On this ocean
Abandoned
By the land.
Retreated
Beneath the waves
To escape the jealous
Touch of man.

This death song,
Its kiss of chaos,
Floating With the driftwood
On this midnight sea.
Floating, forever floating
Amongst the bodies
Silently mouthing
Their requiem

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