Everyday I die, everyday I'm born

From scrubbing a swimming pool, I fall asleep wearily
I feel fresh water flowing into the swimming pool
that makes me awake and floating on my back
Now I can see anything but the Sun
Bristles of a drifting scrub brush that prickle
Pulling out the plug that drains the water for bygone day
Now I start scrubbing with a remaining puddle
Surrounded with a white wall
I find myself to be the swimming pool itself
And drift away

Everyday I die, everyday I'm born
Falling asleep wearily and awake to find
myself like free-floating water plant
That comes in cycles
Such seven days
That's what I'm gonna realize

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“For whatever we lose (like a you or a me),
It's always our self we find in the sea.” 
― E.E. Cummings

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