watching the sea
through an empty glass
or an old mirror
or a smashed window
over a castle abandoned
watching the sea
in a pair of eyes
alone in dark stairs
or with many good friends
inside your mind
the party continues
watching the sea
with elaborate feelings
or with utter disgust
as the clock is ticking
in the old room
the goldfish dies
watching the sea
as you watch me
my waves embrace you
they take you
deeper and deeper
forever
in my heart
watching the sea
you always are
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