In the mountains of mental noise
Grouped around our eardrums
Which can easily be ignored
The world’s off-switch leading
To the mind’s blue grotto
Where we can float in awe
In the silence we become
Poised between two worlds
Two continents slowly separated
By an ocean originally this silvery
We were all once these shades
Of turquoise cobalt thalo teal
Some went on and deepened
Others lightened up to bone
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