Vapor
It's only knee deep
Water rising beneath my feet
A freely flowing torrent
The waterfall screams as it meets it's fate
Unaware of the signs
Of eminent demise
Forces of nature
Subtle lines
Unclean, they proclaim and start to throw me in
They say I must be washed of my sins
I am better unaware of my fate
I ignore the words they pray
I am blazing my path
Evaporating the challenges I pass
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