Under the surface;
drowning,
but with purpose.
Certain metallic scales
don't belong;
growing wanted tails.
Wade out;
but trust the tide
to bring you home.
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I'm not sure how the peach color inspired this poem, but my poetic brain is strange sometimes!
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