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The waters cold

And murky too

Waves are crashing

I can’t see you

I’ve fought so hard

To stay up here

But now I’m tired

Of all this fear

It’s just too easy

To sink down deep

To reach the calm

No place to weep

I’ve drowned before

The panic short

A lifetime film

Your last report

Then emptiness

And fade away

Your troubles gone

That final day


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