like the sky
when the clouds pass
smoothing it over
pushing the weather
to make room for today
yellow as the moon
that smiles down
keeping us awake
tossing and turning
these seas of possibilities
keep me wondering
overwhelming waves
push me under
but i come up for air
i come up for air
push me down
or reach for me
i will still
come up for air
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