You stand at the sink,
hands in warm water, rinsing away the day.
Light rests easy on your skin,
steam swirls gently,
a soft hum slipping from your lips.
Our life is full of these—
these quiet, steady moments—
and I know, no matter what comes,
I will never sink.
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