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Stirring and churning

The waters have

Chosen me

To drown, to have

They've had their chance

In them, I've been

My body full

In their hand

Blue in what light remains

Sitting still in the air

Like all the angels

I'd seen so far

Then they wouldn't

Touch me

Wouldn't dare shake me

Or spin me

I know we've met

I know they know me

And won't forget to drown me