ōkeanos

What does an ocean of feeling sound like when it crashes against a wall of silence?

Despair envelops the beaming stars,

My beacon in the night;

The crescent looms in hues and haze,

Disappearing behind the waves.

Please deliver me to yours arms.

But the ocean is silent,

And I sink down,

And drown.

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