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The Seaweed

Brown or red seaweed
Under the sea moves
The seaweed
My loves are like it
It seems there’s nothing left of them
But seaweed
Just snatched flowers
Dying like the
Black seaweed
Taken, discarded
Like the sea throws back
The seaweed
 
My wounds reopen
With the sensual dance
Of the seaweed
God how beautiful she was
Do you remember her
The seaweed
She had the languor
And the taste and the smell
Of seaweed
I took her innocence
To the deaf rhythm
Of the seaweed
 
Brown or red seaweed
Under the sea moves
The seaweed
My loves are like it
It seems there’s nothing left of them
But seaweed
Just snatched flowers
Dying like the
Black seaweed
Taken, discarded
Like the sea throws back
The seaweed
 
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