Poem -

i nearly made it

o how the water is cold -

i am swiming with all my  might

wather hits my like pins and needles 

i just cant see its as black as night ,

i am getting so very tired 

my armes are getting weak

i am shouting out for help -

but my mouth wont let be speek ,

but this cold wather has its grip

and at the bottom of this lake i sit

i could see the lights of my home

o my god i nearly made it ,

 

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