Underwater, I can still dream. Oxygen gets low, and starlight’s lost, but I can still dream. It feels like inhaling a storm, a beautiful, almost suffocating star-implosion inside of me.
It’s almost February now. Water-drops fall off my lips and disappear quickly.
Silent waves crush on my skin and every secret kept in the sea, is now flowing inside of me. I drift, lungs filled with saltwater and tears.
                    & underwater, I can still dream.

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