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Child Swimmer
Slim and cool and poised, she leans
Above the sun-washed water
Where her reflection dances with
The wavelets that have caught her –
She watches, curious, to see
Her liquid self, and then
She and herself meet suddenly –
She’s belly flopped again.
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