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Forever stuck with the sound of Adam's ale breaking As the finger tips feel the swell Relentless fluidity of movement, it has been aching. It could forever dwell Dehumanised because it has lost notion of language It is and is not Forever in the sea, lives as a savage. It will travel kilometres for the right spot. They reach their apex, and they break They have emotions, and they react It sees their beauty if it knows what's at stake It forever knows and loves and will never retract It becomes as raw as nature gets It understands it is nothing but nature It does nothing but ride the glass sculpture