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Low
Ceiling space
Along the restless water
The surface ripples
And words rise
Nearly touching my feet
So slowly
It seems we talk
Not knowing
It seems we talk
So slowly
It seems we talk
Not knowing
I am half inside
Low
Ceiling space
Along the restless water
The surface ripples
And words rise
Nearly touching my feet
So slowly
It seems we talk
Not knowing
It seems we talk
So slowly
It seems we talk
Not knowing
I am half inside