Ocean
Platon Karataev
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I'm not saying that I'm crying
Just an ocean fell out of my eyes
My hands are smoky firewalls
Clasped for prayer
In the mud I shed my faith in rags
I’ll leave it there
I'm not saying that I'm crying
Just an ocean fell out of my eyes
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Gratitude is sand beneath my tongue
I'm kelp between God’s toes
I'm a dead fly on his dusty windowsill
Burden of meaninglessness
I'm not saying that I'm crying
Just an ocean fell out of my eyes
I'm a splinter in God’s numb palm