Mon visage
Refracted in light so soft,
So fragile.
Floating backwards in its form,
Tucked under a layer of bubble-bath foam,
I'm soumer-saulting in my soul,
And I'm spinning down the drain,
And I'm breathing water,
Like clouds breathing rain.
But only strangers die.
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