When
there are depths in
the ocean
where man has not gone.
there is a line
that exact moment unknown
when night changes
hands with dawn.
so such is the deepness
and timing of love.
it's like determining when
a push becomes a shove
or
when below becomes above
when shallow splits into deep
that split second when
awake becomes
i'm asleep
the ocean
where man has not gone.
there is a line
that exact moment unknown
when night changes
hands with dawn.
so such is the deepness
and timing of love.
it's like determining when
a push becomes a shove
or
when below becomes above
when shallow splits into deep
that split second when
awake becomes
i'm asleep
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