I swim freely in the ocean

derived from my thoughts.

Blue, vast, and open…

Just picture me floatin’.

I swim circles

in my thoughts.

The Waters have no end

and it doesn’t mend.

Afraid to drown,

I look for help – I cry out.

I don’t pretend.

Little did I know; I was alone.

My swim turns into a float

on my back,

I face the angry sun.

This was before

I bumped your boat.

That’s when my life begun.

My cry for help

echoed and carried

to another swimmer

listening.

I’m no longer afraid.

Above the water

is where we’ll stay.

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