I've hid from water
I've hid from ground that wasn't mine
I was born with doubt just like my father and given my mothers mind
There are days I wish that I got back
When everyone and everything were like a dream
Like books upon a shelf
Behind the building with my worn out shoes
I'd never thought of hell
Now in a way my bones knew that there would be a day that I worry too much. Right then I saw myself by the ocean where I was buried, so the ships could see my bones and realize that they were home.
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