knock knock
who s there?
it the fucking me again
oh my God its you again!
knock three times it might make a difference
knock three times and then step back
knock knock
who s there?
it s a mermaid
on a machine
wrestling
touching
mutual
to a composing fisherman s statement
oh my dear
i feel so blue
oh my young boy
let s touch the skies
feel the eternal impulse of it all
feel the hand on your chest
and the bones crashing
and the head above
and Innocence
as a little girl
once born
and once dead
feel the rhythm of the sculls beyond
feel the rhythm
dance..
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