Weighted with worry, I plunge into cold waters
And strain my muscles to pull through.
Back, side, and front. Back and forth, back and forth.
Their faces haunt me from the depths, threatening to pull me under
Until at last my pain drowns them while preserving me.
Afterwards, steam carries sweat down my naked body,
Washing me clean, rendering me new to the world again.
Ready to fight. Ready to live.
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