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Waves, swirling
Raising me up
to frothy crests,
rushing, converging
crashing, falling
Sapphire spirals,
twisting
like dust in the wind
no solid ground
no horizon
No distinguishable landmarks
nothing to grab onto
everything is moving
all different directions
lost.
floating.
turning, churning
Unreal is my reality
confused gravity pulls in all directions
how do we know where we are?
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