Collection_Denouement: Castaways

I feel small in the middle of a dead island dead fish jump into my sand

I dwell in this bubble, with you embraced

the air runs out if you leave, I lose. if I step out, you die. If you get out, if I get out the bubble breaks.

You feel alone in the middle of a ruined island lambs are lined up along the road.

You inhabit this bubble, with me embraced

We feel distant in the mist of this barren island. dead birds fall from the sky.

Well, we inhabit this bubble embraced

the air runs out if you leave, I lose. if I step out, you die. If you get out, if I get out the bubble breaks.

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