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I thought you knew that I swim in unbound waters
Under starlit waves that hurry me along
So why are you here waiting
For me to scale those mountains
Where I don’t belong?

Do my solitary ways softly whisper into your ears
As you watch me swim without restraint
Do they pierce your soul
Because I am not the same as you
Is this your complaint?

You say I would not miss one breath of this life I lead
That I may find those mountains surprising
Can you not observe by my smile
My life is pretty near perfect and shining
Without this climbing

I believe it best that you direct that look you are giving
To someone who feels out of place
Show them those mountains
You think I should be out there climbing
While I swim my race
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
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