Sat watching as the people flow through,
awake to start their day anew,
shock self awake with an overpriced excuse for a coffee in a beige plastic cup,
in they come with faces still slept in.

Submerge and scull,
pull, push and paddle,
the smell of chlorine in the air,
the feel of chlorine in my hair.

Then up flights through the door,
hearts beating much more,
lifting things off the floor,
you transform,
they adore.


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