I push down,
further and further,
into the dark water,
digging and digging,
beyond ground,
into the black depths.
Ears and eyes are useless here,
but I hear her within me,
“Come find me,
come find me,
I am where the light is.”
I stop pushing at the sound of her.
I am still,
listening.
The surface gently pulls me up.
I rise, slowly,
the water holding me,
as I dream of seeing her again.
It takes no effort,
sweet girl,
to find you.
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