Silent swimmer Your old soul frightens me Behind your eyes an ocean of possibilities— I cry for you, keeper of secrets, as you watch, wait, snatch the next memory. Twice you swallowed the clock Leaving me in Neverland to bask in the sun far from you, fierce one... You... smiling at my mischief Wind in our hair feet in the air Blazing kindred spirits Oh, what delight! What existence! As I gaze into crystal waters I see you now, wise one— primal power. Your hatchlings growing b

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