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In the depth of the waters,

My reflection emerges the realization,

Of whom I truly am.


I waded there,

I waited there,

For the longest time.


Unexpected waves,

Became a tragic encounter,

That pulled me below in the deep.


His hand caught me,

Before it was too late,

And I've been reborn. 

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