they share the heat, multiplied and dividednnabove the reef, some collided to make a boynnthe mirror drifts to the floor of the seannhe follows but loses reflectionnnnnhe thought, oh, what do i do to myself?nnnnhe hesitates when invited to staynni hear the words, but let the current pull me awaynnthe mirror drifts to the floor of the seanni follow but lose the reflectionnnnnnaive, naive, naive, naive, naive, naive