but an acceptance nonetheless, from an ottery ocean environment
back where it all began, content at the thought of returning
an ocean blanket is what i need
the fresh air. otters. fresh reef. the sand.
yet another beginning
a cycle that i dont want to complete. unwilling to return to the place that i'm trying to get away from.
queen sings me to sleep
he lets me sleep
complete me
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