Under boats

I think there is life under those boats. Mystical, but true. Life which is an implosion of life, if they want to be light, or just spooky darkness, if they wanna play “It” with you.

There are stories and lullabies. There are souls or those who chose the sea, and there are things and pieces, which we are also holding inside of ourselves. Because we all come from water, right? Or wait… is it now only Bible thingy? I must add: this is my theory? To not hurt your feelings? What about my feelings, and feelings of this amazing place which my Island is? What about Her…

… mythology, religions, legends… Unknown.

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