I lost my paddle
lost it a time ago
and the further down stream I went the more lost I became
Somehow though I managed to use my arms
to claw at the few stray branches along the river
and thusly pull myself upstream
through the torrent rain
and all extremes
I found my bearings and momentum grew
I knew I would survive and find my way
home
But every moment passing now and then
another wave sets me back towards where I began
but never do I allow a wave
to send me back fully from whence I came
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