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Calm

i like to go underwater,

all the way down to the bottom of the deep blue color of the water that darkens the steeper it goes;

the color that makes us feel as though there's something more

and touch the ground,

feeling the ground filled with all different kinds of objects as it strokes against my hand as i glide along,

then i look up to the water swimming in the blue skies full of white clouds,

i'd stay there for a long time,

afloat underwater,

telling myself that

i'm ok.

it will be ok.

that everything will be ok.

-n.d.