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• Artiste: Dads
• Titre: The Romantic Ocean
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(You are) My fibonnaci sequence, my golden ratio, my "nightswimming" piano piece, my white tulip covered in winter snow. You make me feel so tall. You make me feel so adult, like I could conquer everything, or maybe just anything at all. I remember sunsets in cities that I’ve never lived in but god damn, those days, we were living it. You are more to this than skin and familiarity, you are the ease of relief, you are the sought out ring of clarity. I saw: the crevasses of the moon’s craters (I’ve loved in the distance of layers) The earth I used to consider steep Now I push my boulder up to earn my keep. I need the waves of the romantic ocean, the fucking crest of the romantic ocean, your whisper welcome my ship along, to feel like I could be depended on. Like I could be depended on.