Walking through walls of people
Waves of strangers
Mats of matter
Swimming through life stories
Diving deeper
Countless terretories
And the first lagoon reminds me
Of the next
The first coral
Of the last
The strangers
I see them in eachother
I see them mirroring
on the surface of the sea
Like starfish
One but the same recepie
Masses of static
from lots radiostations
I wonder how they still live
The jellyfishes
Jelloed impulses
Everyone is like the other
Seems almost robotic
Everyone is a copy of a copy
of a copy
And my greates badge
Was not being a copy of a copy
I was someone
who thought for themselves
But i'm just a copy of a copy
who thinks its not a copy
deep...
SvarSlett