wobble-feeted stumbler
stable, sometimes, stable
easy does it does it better
now we're shaking hands
newly brethren, still new
my lips are yours
my tongue speaks in
shallow tides, which
will give way to
booming swells.
swim with me, in a way
I will garble the easier forms
but yes,
we are the noble fishes,
and I am trying.
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