Chapter 26: Water

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Water
My arm is a sword which pierces through the water
My leg propels my body forward
Like a machine, my whole body works together
I am now one with the water.

But my breathing becomes hard
My arm won't listen to my leg
As I fall apart, I lose contact with the water
It is now my enemy
I fight it head on as it tries to eat me

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