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May 2017
In memories, I fondly recall  
those vibrant chlorine days  
of wrinkled hands  
and laughter with friends  
under the warm summer rays.

There, we became pirates,  
jousting with pool noodles,  
we walked the plank,  
played shark in the tank,  
and dove for hidden jewels.

We created whirlpools,  
held submarine races,  
we belly flopped,  
caught the "croc,"  
with joy on our faces.
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