Chapter 19

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I watch from the ocean floor

as the waves roughhouse above me,

crashing together

then flowing apart, 

only to come back to collide again.

I swim on,

looking about this filtered reality

and I hear the siren's song calling to me.

Noot noot, she sings.

And I have no choice but to listen.

Noot noot

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