Mariana TrenchA Poem by Marilyn PhilipsDon't you want to see the deep?
They say
Before you swim You've gotta be ok To sink Well, I'm sunk When does the swimming Begin? I'm moving my arms And kicking my feet But I don't know which way Is up Or down So I'll bear the burden And hope that My breath lasts Long enough that I can find the surface And when I do That the water won't Keep rising © 2018 Marilyn PhilipsReviews
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