Strong Swimming
And now slowly nothing happened,
He remained and looked at me;
The pain increased and cheapened,
He at last left me behind seemingly.
I was a strong swimmer,
But he should have won,
And later the swimming was grimmer,
As I laid on the surface in action.
But he should have won,
Leading the academics of acumen.
poem by Naveed Akram

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