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Nightswimming deserves
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a quiet night.
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The photograph on the dashboard,
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taken years ago,
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turned around backwards
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so the windshield shows.
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Every streetlight
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reveals the picture in reverse.
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Still, it's so much clearer.
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I forgot my shirt at
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the water's edge.
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The moon is low tonight.
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Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
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I'm not sure all these people understand.
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It's not like years ago,
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The fear of getting caught,
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of recklessness and water.
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They cannot see me naked.
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These things, they go away,
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replaced by everyday.
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Nightswimming. Remembering that night.
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September's coming soon.
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I'm pining for the moon.
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And what if there were two
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side by side in orbit
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around the fairest sun?
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That bright, tight forever drum
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could not describe nightswimming.
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You, I thought I knew you.
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You, I cannot judge.
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You, I thought you knew me.
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This one laughing quietly
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underneath my breath.
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Nightswimming.
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The photograph reflects,
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every streetlight a reminder.
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Nightswimming deserves a quiet night,
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deserves a quiet night.
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