how did we end
so far out
past praying
and past recall
to believe in nothing
is a faith in itself
a lighthouse
in the eye of the storm
the nightmare
of the nightmare
to follow the signal
of a ghost ship
our names are
written in water
the knowledge
is all around us
we came here
to be washed away
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