No matter how hard we try to row, our boat is sinking.
I am standing on the board with closed eyes, thinking
"What could have I done differently?"
I ask
I never spoke up, never shared, so I took off my mask.It was too late, I stayed on the boat
All I had with me was this small note"Can you swim? I'll teach you."

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Book of thoughts - If you feel lost and you look for a place to hide
PoesíaWelcome to the battlefield.