i'm riding on a heavy, black wave,
wind pushing gently westward.
i thought i'd like it but i don't.
i've changed my mind!
take me back to where i came from!
let me crawl back in this sticky womb!
i don't want my very own pair of eyes.
i don't want my very own pair of lungs.
just
let me go let me go let me go.
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