Submerging
Is the last
Of my fast-fading skills
How I burrow so well
How cowardice
Has cradled me to sleep
Years ago
In its gilded refuge
I lingered
Mist-shroud and hopeful
Now fear lives
In every inch of ground
In every cautious breathe I take
Terror hails
But our eyes can never meet
I must defer
I must submerge
And endure, the passage of time

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