There is a place that I go,
Where the sea takes over,
Swallowing me up in green and blue.
It spits and it spews like a boiling stew,
Of all the things I dream about.
A wave crashes down,
And I let it take me out,
Sucking me under, into "Oblivion."
The dream state fades,
And just as I think it will end,
A voice whispers:
Don't let it get away...
And I swallow down yet another
Wave of joy.
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