10 30 60
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10 then
20 then
30 then
60 then
more more more
the goal was to temporarily rest
they'd do their job and off I’d go–
fins to navigate the crushing pressure
gills for the oxygen I never could hold in life,
but forever here I’ll lay
immobile and gone to the world I once knew,
buried in blue
suffocated by sand
forgotten not
only by the breeze.
