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I have been swimming, when I wanted to drown

Tiny beads of water

Have washed up on your shore.

Telling me, speaking to my heart

Saying

No more, No more,

I have been swimming, when I wanted to drown

I have been smiling

When I wanted to frown

Who,

Who do I do this for?

My mother,

Who cries for me

My father

Who is ashamed of me...

I have been swimming...