I don’t know how long can this bitter sweet
Persist without getting hit
A reality to concede
To have this is to always bleed
As salmons swimming across
To fresh from saline
Against currents
To find a spot, serene
Spawn and contribute
To the continuity of the species
A cycle with
No romantic back story
But the conflict starts
When the conflicted doubts
And give credence to deceit
Then it’s time to go back to tread the brackish water
A free-fall swim
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