On the surface the ocean looks calm and blue
but deeper down octopus ink swirls around
the crystal blue turning a dark soulless black
but what if there was a way
to remove the black from the waves
like wiping away tears from a crying face
well maybe there is a way
maybe all it takes
is a friend for the octopus
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