She is fluid
Her words move through your bones
She makes you feel
Tracing herself down your back
And back up your spine
You shutter at her presence
No small man can take her
Her streams tread permanent paths
You think her to be simple, like faucet water
While drowning in her depths
You will never truly know her
Trapped in the shallow end
Life jacket on, feigning safety
Denial
Dehydrated
Dirty
Downtrodden
Distressed
Depressed
Water is life
She saves you
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