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Created on: April 05, 2009
THE RESCUE
The waters were a bit choppy
When the girl started to go down.
She reached out for rescue
To the one she had trusted for awhile.
He tried to help
By offering a guiding hand
And showing her that she could
Remain calm In the storm.
She took his hand
And pulled him in
Just as the waters began to rage.
He tried gently to pull her up
As she began to pull him down.
When the storm waters began to reel
She tightened her grasp on him,
Puling him further below\as she did.
When the waters became violent
He did the only thing he could,
Pushed her under
Before they both drowned.
By pushing her under
The rescue was achieved.
She rose to the surface
And slowly worked toward swimming to shore
On her own.
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