Day 26 – Bubbles

Bubbles

Water pushes against my nose, 
Tears my eyes,
sticks to my skin,
Ropes up in my hair.
 
I streak as fast as I can,
Move without balance,
Without coordination.
 
I swim with muscle memory,
without thought.
 
I love the bubbles.
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