The Wading Pool

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She's learnt to keep a shallow mind,
So people didn't have to swim,
And it led them all to think they knew,
The thoughts she held within,
But below the wading pool she'd made,
Was a world left unexplored,
An ocean of her feelings,
Hidden under the pool's floor,
The water turned to blackness,
Where not even she had dared to go,
Stretching from behind her eyes,
To the ends of all her toes,
She didn't want to dive right in,
And find what lay hidden there,
Because she knew with all deep water,
Came a deadly lack of air,
But she didn't foresee the lonely boy,
Who found a crack in her cement,
Broke free from the wading pool,
And into the darkness he went,
He told her not to fear her thoughts,
As he took her by the hand,
And swum with her to places,
That their lungs could not withstand,
In their newfound love they both forgot,
The importance of their breath,
And interwoven in the world they's found,
They both drowned in its depths.

- e.h

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