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                     Bath Drawings


           Behold the boat beneath you is sinking 

           Swim  with the birds, who are thinking

              Sail beyond the reach of the one

              Forget  all that's said and done

         Of all you outgrew, see that you are worn

         Hold onto a few,  as if  you were a thorn

   Kill what's killing you, the way that world will end

   Prepare   to  be  born  again,   or   just   pretend 

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