“since you left my wet embrace …”

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one breath away from mother Oceania
your nimble feet make prints in my sands
you have done good for yourselves
since you left my wet embrace
and crawled ashore

every boy is a snake, is a lily
every pearl is a lynx, is a girl
sweet like harmony made into flesh
you dance by my side
children sublime

you show me continents
i see the islands
you count in centuries
i blink my eyes

hawks and sparrows race in my waters
stingrays are floating
across the sky

little ones, my sons and my daughters
your sweat is salty
i am why
i am why
i am why

your sweat is salty
i am why
i am why
i am why

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under water shining light over

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