I belong to no one

But the sea.

In a past life, I must have lived my life in the sea.


When I’m near the sea,

Smell salt in the air,

Feel the water hit my feet,

I believe home is near.

In the sea.


I’m nothing but a dreamer.

Wishing to live in the sea,

As something mystical,

or something practical,

I need the sea.


Sitting in the sand,

Staring at the water,

Wishing for more,

Hoping to stay,

Living in the sea. 


Who needs air?

When you have the sea.


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