Jellyfish glide through the endless sea, when danger lurks it too shall flee.
Lustful dreams will pass through me, although these dreams shall never be.
Waters and sky oh so free, much like the majestic grazing bee.
Dare you say I am too humble.
The ground does quake and hear its grumble.
Lose track of life as it begins to fumble.
Gives into despair and falls in it's trouble.
fare the well unto death I stumble.
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