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There went the last of norm,
it was never suitable.
Burned down the bridge to home,
to warm our bodies from the cold, cold, cold.

Upon uncharted sea,
see, it's only you and me.
The ripples multiply,
we keep our heads about, but still we drift sometimes.

The water's warm, slow, slow,
we dip our feet and oh, no.
And we know better, right?
But, still, we can pretend tonight.

The tether's sunk
and it's be easy to follow.
You know that we could jump,
swim toward what we know.
The wind is slow in our sails,
but for what we see, we're only in-between.

The water's warm, slow, slow,
we dip our feet and oh, no.
And we know better, right?
But, still, we can pretend tonight.
Hold on, don't let the moment take too long.
We may go under but,
so long as we can hold on tight,
we still can pretend tonight.

We reach the apex and the gate's shut.
So aim our only cannon up
and light our only match
and let fly the turning of the tide.

The current's strong now,
so cut our anchor down.
and coast into the light.
Now we come alive.
Hold on, don't let the moment take too long.
We may go under but,
so long as we can hold on tight,
we still can pretend tonight.

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Ryan Keller Mobile, Alabama

In a busted UFO orbiting Luna, the moon of Earth, an alien sequentially presses buttons, conveying through dark waves his observations, metaphors, and commentaries on the world below him, which are often conflicting, critical, and apathetic, into the mind of a man, through less-than-subtly suggestive means, who toils with the suggested material, converting to media. You can download them here. ... more

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