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Once, I swam with ease, through rolling tides, through coral trees. The water knew, the current spoke— but now, the ocean is a joke. I used to move, I used to glide, no need to think, no need to try. But now my tail just drags behind, as if I lost the reasons why. The schools still spin, the waves still crash, the moon still tugs, the gulls still laugh. But here I float, my fins undone— adrift between the tide and sun. Did I lose the way, or did the way lose me? Did the ocean change, or did I just freeze? Do I float, or do I fall? Do I move, or not at all? Am I lost, or am I free? If I don’t swim, then what am I supposed to be? I watch the others twist and weave, I try to join, I try to breathe. But something’s off, my tail won’t move— as if the ocean changed its rules. The current calls, the reef still glows, but I remain where nothing flows. No push, no pull, no sense, no sound— just sinking slow without the ground. Maybe I was never meant to swim. Maybe I just moved because I could. Maybe all the tides that pulled me in, never really understood. Do I float, or do I fall? Do I move, or not at all? Am I lost, or am I free? If I don’t swim, then what am I supposed to be? "Once, I swam with ease…"
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Once, I swam with ease, through rolling tides, through coral trees. The water knew, the current spoke— but now, the ocean is a joke. I used to move, I used to glide, no need to think, no need to try. But now my tail just drags behind, as if I lost the reasons why. The schools still spin, the waves still crash, the moon still tugs, the gulls still laugh. But here I float, my fins undone— adrift between the tide and sun. Did I lose the way, or did the way lose me? Did the ocean change, or did I just freeze? Do I float, or do I fall? Do I move, or not at all? Am I lost, or am I free? If I don’t swim, then what am I supposed to be? I watch the others twist and weave, I try to join, I try to breathe. But something’s off, my tail won’t move— as if the ocean changed its rules. The current calls, the reef still glows, but I remain where nothing flows. No push, no pull, no sense, no sound— just sinking slow without the ground. Maybe I was never meant to swim. Maybe I just moved because I could. Maybe all the tides that pulled me in, never really understood. Do I float, or do I fall? Do I move, or not at all? Am I lost, or am I free? If I don’t swim, then what am I supposed to be? "Once, I swam with ease…"
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