How do I leave? You go out the front door.
My feet don’t work. Take the boat,
Water is always moving. I am afraid
Of drowning. We all are. It’s been years
Since I swam, back at the beach
That summer. You’ve returned. Yes,
That summer. You’ve returned. Yes,
But I never went out that far again. But
You stole something, didn’t you? Yes.
You stole something, didn’t you? Yes.
That means you have to leave.
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