An eye, the sea, and (the letter) you,
Lost, deep, and confused
A troubled mind, I utterly find,
Within this poem, a solitude
For you, myself, and a friend
Not an end to the madness
Never an end to the sadness
But unless we, unless we breathe
Above the sky, and below the sea
Deep caverns where many lives bleed
Into the tunnels of apparent nonsense
Trying to make up for subtle amends
But to our expense, when all else fails
As to no avail, it seems, within one reality
But two, or three, or countless more
There is no need for so many to be
My reality, where have you been?
No reality, there is never such an end.
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