and we will stand knee deep in the flow, the undertow will grab our heels and won't let go. and while we hold our legs quivering, the water rises now to our teeth when we just let go and sail belly up to the clouds. the rocks scraping our backs, to breathe in the air will be the only thing that we have. and all the wasted nights and empty moments in our lives flushed away as we sway in the rhythm of the waves bobbing us up. crests fall to troughs, we feel our gills open up.
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