Through all the water trickling and flow
Orange hues shining to touch what's left below
Foam hitting the sand, pulled in, and dragged out
Dead wood rafting, closing in for the company
Through all the floating and salt water eyes
I see drift wood just like mine
Water seeping in and bits breaking off
Echos of people and memories lost
Slowly sinking to the bottom in drown
Still, the sun is hitting what's left of me now
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