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I reached my hand to you when you were drowning.
The swamps are sometimes calm when they are swallowing.
I reach my hand to you
I can’t believe I do
Down you go.
Floor is far.
Do you hate your life ?

You measure all your deeds.
Will you lose the will to live ?
When fen will be all around you,
Will you struggle ‘till the end ?
Swim it through ?
Catch your breath ?
That depends on you

The way out is straight when you will find it.
My hand could turn too short for you to grab it.

I reached my hand to you when you were drowning.
The swamps are sometimes calm when they are swallowing.
I reach my hand to you
I can’t believe I do
Down you go.
Floor is far.
Do you hate your life ?

You measure all your deeds.
Will you lose the will to live ?
When fen will be all around you,
Will you struggle ‘till the end ?
Swim it through ?
Catch your breath ?
That depends on you

You do like others.
The swamp will float your flesh.
Your face like others,
Blank and unafraid.
The gust will wake you up.

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