One Last Dive
Early twilight on summertime
Soaked in salted water
Synthetized happiness
Standing my back to the skyscrapers
Floating through ripples
A blue picture almost gone
Phobia with both eardrums glued
I really don't know how to float...
The other side of the island
Their chimney smoke spreads the sky
Like clouds among the albatrosses
Sound of splashing water
Coming from a couple of swimmers
The stinging algae on my feet does not bother anymore...
Surpassing the eagerness of the landlords
The borders once will fall
Wildness comes when you're lack of it
And I have no wish to look backwards now
Time is ticking...
One last dive...
Then I turn around...
I'm back to where
Society keeps us grounded
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