i am swimming again,
in the Harlem river,
the river of the death,
where people kill theirself,
as they have a lot in their mind.
i am swimming again,
trying to drown my thoughts,
in the Harlem river,
the river of death,
but all it did to me is drowning myself,
and not my thoughts.
i am swimming,
until i lost my breath,
dying in the Harlem river,
the river of death,
where people kill theirself,
as they have a lot in their mind.
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