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Waist deep — hands on the water.

A little boy is wading, just laugh it off.

Could it be a shadow of anxiety reaching out?

I want a cure but I don’t want to listen.

Sometimes I still feel so dry.

I descend, don’t know what I’m missing…

That’s why I’m calling for you.

Sometimes I’d rather be a good memory

But I won’t be there to comfort you.

Months pass, the pool is dry and I can still will myself.

The cold air, the rain, and a simple twist of taste.

We’ve been treading deep,

But that’s something that we laughed off,

And I’m almost through with hoping and youth.

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