My Father's Gift

My father taught me how to swim to save my life and it still does to this day

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Giving me a gift he didn't know I would need

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Some drown in their sorrows, I swim mine away

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The cleanness of the water smooths out my skin

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Erasing any scars that were once there

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Every time I think of making a new mark I stop

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And remember it would be impossible to hide them under my armour

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When I swim I am constantly moving forward

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Moving on

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Every kid should be taught to swim

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Or at least float

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Because no one deserves to drown

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