Just try to stay dry,
This water's only here for a short time,
Far short of the day you die,
Because death never really comes at all.
You think your final moment ever ends?
We know so little, yet assume so much of time,
You can't be blamed for your mistaken sense.
And when you're dry, but your clothes are not,
And the sun is letting in a bit,
The memories of when you were confined to shelter,
Lose strength to the simplicity of all of it.
Because it's alright,
Even if you get wet,
Someone has to be the example of what not to do,
Until someone else finds themselves in it.
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