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skönt att vara hemma.
att vila. att tänka. att reflektera. att känna efter.
att ha tid.
att ta tid.
people toss things into my ocean. words thoughts and acts hit the surface, and are embraced by my waves. they sink, on my terms, in my time.
headed for the depths, they're shaped by my water, to finally settle in the sand. I make them feel at home, embedded in my seaweed, moving in my current
they become new furniture in my seaworld.
and slowly, slowly the strange world underneath the surface is recognised as Home again.
whatever is tossed in, is shaped by my currents and given a place at the bottom of my ocean. they may or may not be found again.
I'm giving them time now, to sink. furnishing my everchanging home.
att vila. att tänka. att reflektera. att känna efter.
att ha tid.
att ta tid.
people toss things into my ocean. words thoughts and acts hit the surface, and are embraced by my waves. they sink, on my terms, in my time.
headed for the depths, they're shaped by my water, to finally settle in the sand. I make them feel at home, embedded in my seaweed, moving in my current
they become new furniture in my seaworld.
and slowly, slowly the strange world underneath the surface is recognised as Home again.
whatever is tossed in, is shaped by my currents and given a place at the bottom of my ocean. they may or may not be found again.
I'm giving them time now, to sink. furnishing my everchanging home.