My structures, my foundations,
My innermost supports,
Are breaking, crashing, tumbling down,
In every out of sorts.
I'm changing all my colours,
An overall reboot,
My system is malfunctioning,
And torching memory loot.
I cannot handle all this change,
I'm sinking in cold water,
I need some salt to match this flood,
Some sun, son, drowning, daughter.
Foundations are in ruins,
Just rubble, ash and stone,
A single morphing soul,
Together with the shadow of alone.
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