May the ocean sweep this forgotten foal
Til it is no more but a twisted soul,
Writhing within the arms of dark embrace,
Trapped deep inside this aqueous maze.
Let this heart sink deep into the abyss
As it shall be set anew by thy kiss,
Awake from the never-ending slumber
So thy wretched solitude be plundered.
Now hark the murmur of the blessed waves
For thy voice shall become the oceans roar.
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