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There is more to us than ocean and sky.
We are the dreamers and the seekers, the bright, the dark, the lost and broken. Drawn to the calm we've come. Led by the empty heart to gather on the shores like flocks of hungry birds, we dive into the murky depths.
Join with us, to hunt for silver fish.
Here, in this place we have cried for strength and found it. Here in the endless. In the rocks, the trees, in the souls who stretch their humble arms, to save us as we drown. Wade deep now. Wade far from common sand. For here it’s hard to swim in shallows for long.
Join with us, to hunt for silver fish.
Rebekah and Trent
There is more to us than ocean and sky.
We are the dreamers and the seekers, the bright, the dark, the lost and broken. Drawn to the calm we've come. Led by the empty heart to gather on the shores like flocks of hungry birds, we dive into the murky depths.
Join with us, to hunt for silver fish.
Here, in this place we have cried for strength and found it. Here in the endless. In the rocks, the trees, in the souls who stretch their humble arms, to save us as we drown. Wade deep now. Wade far from common sand. For here it’s hard to swim in shallows for long.
Join with us, to hunt for silver fish.
Rebekah and Trent
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