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Poems
Apr 2014
THE ART OF DROWNING
I can still remember when
I first learnedΒ to swim
It seemed that life's ocean
Would sustain me to the end
Yet drowning has no remedy
Dry ground is but
A childhood memory
And now
Out here lost at sea
Up and down
Tossed around
Struggling just to breathe
And so I fade away
Lovesick upon these waves
In the depths of despair
I lose my will to care...
To fall in love again that is.
Written by
Traveler
62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)
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