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Naked sun drenched water swimming is sedation
At the bottom of the ocean with my head lying on a pillow of ruffled sand
Looking up I can see an endless ring, burning imprint of eternity
Through opaque goggles the world is a Van Gogh
And it spins in oscillating ellipses, on a tilt, an angle of my iris
Dark brown, flower shaped iris, light passes through
Like the sun into the ocean, a dance of light and sea
The world is the passage of light into my eyes





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