An ocean rushes towards me
I'm on top surfing
It feels like I'm flying
Completely happy.
Yet highs turn to lows
So you swim back to shore
Where everything's the norm
Yet you crave for more.
Back on the waves
You get swept away
Instead of saved
It's not the same.
Now all that's left
Is a little liquid jar on the shelf
Nothing can be felt.
The water fades
Evaporates
Why did my ocean wash away?
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