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Wrapped in your warm embrace
In a field of newly sprung buttercups
I hold one to your chin and softly giggle
Your strong laughter resonates off of the trees
We walk to a lake surrounded with rocks and
Harsh sand
You hold me closer and whisper in my ear
“Don’t worry, I’ve got you”
I smile at the comforting thought
Submerged in the cool abyss
Everything else seems to disappear
A small blue fish begins swims around us
You become captivated by its beauty
The fish swims deeper into the darkness
You mindlessly follow
As winds pick up
And waves start to form
It’s all beginning to spin out of control
Oh no you’ve forgotten me
I’m too weak to fight against the water
I’m washed up on the rocks covered in welts
And I’m slowly beginning to die