The strong whirly tides are coming.
Passing, taking pieces of the whole.
Ships, boats, canoes, kayaks are sailing
Cutting all the waters with their pole.
All seats are empty, when I look back.
To ‘em all, thanks for cutting me a slack.
Not going to think of the things I lack.
Good, bad, yes, no, memories, a huge pack.
All lifeforms are experiencing existentialism,
Swimming, procreating, keeping things in order
Biting thru’ all nets to cross borders
The lives, the waters, you and me, altruism.
I am standing here now, NOW
Hoping to see something wow, WOW
Let me be remembered as a person with nothing to hide
And as “Never Born, Never Died”.
i was never born!
i will never die!
I will die!
I will never be born again.
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