I remember,
Like yesterday,
The land was dry,
I cried,
Loved,
The feeling of water
Right under my feet
Splashing around
As the steps get tougher
I realised,
Just yesterday,
The land was a swamp,
I sulked,
Water wasn't as hospitable
It meant business
Manly thighs,
I developed
As the steps get tougher
now...
I see,
Everyday,
The land is buried under water
I ....
Though I am,
a good swimmer,
Though the need to keep the head afloat,
The will to breathe,
It is unbeatable.
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