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i was swimming its more like flailing really just trying to stay afloat to return to shore to move toward a place where i could be sure-footed or at least MORE sure footed flapping my arms like this hell i would have settled for quicksand thats when i realized how blue the waves were how clear the medium that housed the vibrantly colored guppies the sunset that illuminated them palpabale and tactically enticing clouds that you could both consume and caress how warm the water how cool the breeze then a relaxed posture a calm breast stroke to the nearest outcropping and after i approached scaled it to its pinnacle bare feet and hands ****** now for good reason but here i stand atop lush grass drip drying with a view towards the place where i floundered ill stay up top here with the magnificent view you take the "hi" road and ill take the high road as long as we meet here at the overlook as long as we hold hands gaze towards to waves time the tide encounter enchantment we can swim later
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Apr 20, 2013
Apr 20, 2013 at 11:34 PM UTC
swimming in the carribean
i was swimming its more like flailing really just trying to stay afloat to return to shore to move toward a place where i could be sure-footed or at least MORE sure footed flapping my arms like this hell i would have settled for quicksand thats when i realized how blue the waves were how clear the medium that housed the vibrantly colored guppies the sunset that illuminated them palpabale and tactically enticing clouds that you could both consume and caress how warm the water how cool the breeze then a relaxed posture a calm breast stroke to the nearest outcropping and after i approached scaled it to its pinnacle bare feet and hands ****** now for good reason but here i stand atop lush grass drip drying with a view towards the place where i floundered ill stay up top here with the magnificent view you take the "hi" road and ill take the high road as long as we meet here at the overlook as long as we hold hands gaze towards to waves time the tide encounter enchantment we can swim later
i know this one freshwater pool....
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Apr 20, 2013
Apr 20, 2013 at 11:34 PM UTC
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