What was once a puddle has now become an ocean, and I'm stuck in the current.
Tugging, pushing, and drowning.
"SWIM!" they say "Just swim."
I knew how in summer's gentle pool's, but I was never prepared for this.
"Fight water with fire."
I never wanted to be that person. It now seems inevitable.
Only tsunamis soothe me.
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