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Jul 2015
I lay in an elf size pool
But I get to decide the temperature
As kids we may have dreaded it
But as we grow up we seem to like it
Bathing in tub
Maybe swaying side to side or
With our legs crossed and
Knees up
Maybe with a bottle or glass of some type of alcohol
Depends on the current occasion
And whether or not the tub is actually filled with water
In water we are buyout
We are light
We float
We are weightless
Things don't sound the Same
Except us
We all sound the same
Every body talking is just another muffled out voice
A cracked knuckle is a high pitch tune
Our vision becomes blurry if we decide to open our eyes
We are not water proof
We have to dry
Water droplets role off our bodies
We are damp
And as we dry off covering our bodies with towels
We all walk away
I wrote this last night but I really don't know how I feel about it it's kinda weird and needs some editing
Claire Walters
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Claire Walters  23/F/Pennsylvania
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