Lungs filled with water,
screaming for breath,
were pulled out of the sea
by unexpected, well known hands.
Walking the earth felt like torture
compared to riding on the wind,
but felt like a blessing
after floating on the sea.

The sun was out of reach
the godess' glory covered in a veil.
And on the land,
reclining between sky and sea,
I was alone no more,
but alone like I have never been.
Everything was like before.

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