There are too many fish in the sea
yet we still romance it
like it never brings disaster to our coves
there are too many shells
on the land, yet we reveire the hallowness
without realizing we have picked up someone's home
there are waves that feed
other waves that make the ocean
a little warmer but we do not feel anything on its surface
then there are those who are drowning
and those who are saved
many we do not know of or hear
overshadowed by the black line between whitling moonlight and water.
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