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hold still, my child, hold still
there is shelter in my arms
hold still

the water is not calm, you struggle
ripples growing into waves, you flail
overwhelming, overwhelming you

hold still, my child, hold still
there is safety in my arms
hold still

i am truth, not the waves
i am ever after, not the countless
frantic moments of your flailing

hold still, dear child, hold still
the water will not overcome my arms
the water still obeys me
hold still

listen closer, past the crashing water
to the silent steady heart that loves you best
i am here, we are steady

i will hold you still

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