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Feeling the water rush into my ears as I submerge into the deep blue |
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Weightlessness bliss wish to stay like this as I'm floating towards a clue |
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Haring the sounds of exhausted young children expressing their interest to go |
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Mothers and fathers who bake by the pool side prepare as I remain below |
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Then I breathe |
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Breathe |
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Paddle and treding I'm rising toward surface the bubbles are leading the way |
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Alone in my universe far from the earth I escape intense heat of the day |
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Kicking like kermit I plunge for the bottom prolonging my next grasp of air |
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Paddle and twisting I use my reserves and whatever left that I can spare |
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Then I breathe |
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Breathe |
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No thunder or lightning |
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Or hail or tornado or tropical storm hurricane |
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No police no problems annoying loud noises |
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Just symmetrical picture frame |
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Weightlessness bliss wish to stay like this as I'm floating away from my ills |
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Time to invest in an air tank or snorkel or pray I acquire some gills |
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Then I breathe |
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Breathe |