Crystalline erasure,
exhalation, inhalation, absorption
the slow sinking quiet into saltwater.

Silence becomes palpable, a shape
from below, sunlight somehow now brighter
yet no warmth.

Only the sweet chill of
silence, push-pull-ebb-flow
nothing holding body.

Freedom has a taste
in the same shade of blue
as a deep dive beneath the surface.

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