With my two eyes,
I saw firm without screen,
Where I stocked like sacs
It was like not free to act,
To automate myself at all.
Though hanged like hangers,
By the sea surface I ballooned,
Accelerating like a running tire.
For days unknown I floated,
More like a boat I sailed on sea,
I felt great fun for the sea ride,
Until the day I thought of the journey taken,
I consciously realized I was lost by sea.
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