Swim: ‘come find me on a beach and there’ll be no moon’ – iron&wine

you compared your pain to mine,
a fish that broke the tethered line
and swam to show your scars at sea,
free, as you were, but still hooked,
lies lay in your convicting looks,
and I will not fish again.

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