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[thirstfood]

we lay
chests expanding
clocks ticking
the cars & lights pass over our heads

we are pebbles in a stream
washed, smooth, and clean

from leagues underneath our eyes float upwards
the sunlight slides through dreamlike,
songs and voices reach us burbling
blurring distant

from leagues underneath
we watch safely
the water weight of the world
passing above, swiftly.