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Swimming in the river,
The current tickles my skin
The fish lick my chin,
My eyes turn red, the murky waters blurring my vision,
One gulp, one swallow
The water is full of shit
But I keep swimming in the river
Pulling my hands apart pushing my legs backwards
I propel further
The thrill of swimming in the river
Not worrying really what’s waiting at the east of the river bank
A crocodile perhaps,
Or ducks with their feet in flaps
Small streams branching away leaving gaps,
Rocks, balancing on the river beds,
And if you end up stubbing your toe in one of them, oh snap!
Swimming in the river
Till sunset,
That’s all I have.
Paulo.
Nice swimming story
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