Still water runs deep

Enough undertow to drown you

In invisible tides that at a glance seem so kind.

Children play in a haven of family strength

Unknowing, they charge across the dirty sand

Like soldiers with a war to wage.

Determination set in the eyes of one spring treasure

Sure that this time, she’ll reach the bottom

Even if she drowns,

She’ll be the first to find it.

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