I am a dove descending
from the heaven to the ocean bed
I am the voice singing
silent in this wilderness of red
here i am on the blue mountain
halfway up, halfway down
stranded and exiled, looking out to sea
holding onto misplaced gods
and what i might have been
I reap what I sow
it comes and goes with a nod and a wink
but of all the ones who come
and all the ones who go
I miss myself the most I think- Nausher

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