My body cells are
Like a thousand seashells
If your fingers' tide
Washes over their skin
They reveal for you
The most magic of hymn
Trapped inside of them
For so so many years
Known only to the few
Who are chosen and dare
To come so close to the heart of midnight sea
You ought to have a thousand lives in thee
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