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The Dead Sea

Photo by Amit Lahav on Unsplash

Weightless,

As my body drifts — aimless,

Covered in white crystals-

That sting my fresh wounds like a bee,

Mind far from reality’s treachery,

Sinking low, low, lower

What could live in this salty abyss?

Not a thing,

Nothing could withstand the saltiest sea,

But if it could,

Would it be weightless,

like me?

~Feathertales


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