The distance grows
From me to mankind
With every breath that I
regretfully seem to take
Out of habit
rather than pleasure
as I'm stranded alone
in the ocean of my mind

These endless days
Spent in struggling
For the vain hope
Of a passing ship
Yet in my core I know
That this isle of solace
Is the last refuge
I will ever have
And when I'm ready
To return to the depths
There'll be nothing more
And no one will remember me

Oh primordial sea
where life began
sweep me back
into your bosom
And when I'm gone
No one will notice my passing
Which probably is as it should be

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