my heart goes hush

And it goes like that for a couple of days now.

Can't hear the tic and tac, yet
My pulse hushes like a sky jet.
Polar bears are gone to swim
Sail and hunt,
hope again to keep the blue.
Yeah, the fish, they simply wish
to keep waters wet.
In my seventh life I'll come as a vet.
guess, it's no time yet.
In between, I learn to wait
to stand and surf
to deal with whole
and embrace remains.
Here is some sky, gather your lands!

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