Contentedly diminished

A sound that calls you higher, trying to forget a memory.
One that’s found upside down.
Digging up ocean violets.
Pretending you were happy there.
All this talk of heavenly rhythm.
Sings us to sleep while god marks his territory.
As you colour me into light.

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