On a floating lily island

Moving over slowly sideways

Rested temper and the creatures

Spending all of their days

Praying for the floor to

Buckle down below their belts

Crashing into yet another

Drifting continental shelf

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Moving without motion

Screaming without sound

Across an open ocean

Flying there on temporary ground

The old explorers had it easy

They discovered nothing new

But returned on home with answers

Of sad existent clues

All the creatures have it hard now

Nothing but god is left to know

And while he left us all here hanging

We're barely losing off our home

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