remix 18 (final)

it's

a beautiful day outside.

birds are singing.
flowers are blooming.

on days like these, I love my beautiful house;
    wife; world
of rocks, and stones, and rocks, as it ever was
the same as it was...
    and look - as time is flowing
behind the wheel of rocks and stones
    and water,
it may find you

the same
as you was,

as you find
yourself

    dissolving

in water

into beautiful
heroes

& villains.

             (the darkness growing,
                the shadows cutting
deeper,

but silent

    at the bottom of the ocean.)

-    and then again, it may not; and you may find
        yourself.

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