I should retreat to the bottom of the sea
Leave my foot prints behind me
Hold my breath that troubles me
I dive into the ocean...
water swims, brushes past my flesh
For the last glance
I turn my head and look back
Feel no sound
Dim light disappeared
I should retreat to the bottom of the sea
Where my weary heart rests and regains her need
By Yaoling Lee
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