WHITE
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Gazing up at the blinding daylight
I float on and watch
The skies too white for their expanse to be fathomed.
I let the sea foam wash over me,
Here I am, weightless,
Floating —far far away from the shore.
White waves crash into the clouds
The sky kisses the sea.
And I, immersed,
Look for a camouflage
Only so I could reach within me deeper.