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Holding onto

my breath,

squeezing the

air tight into

my lungs

as bubbles 

dance

from my mouth,

crying out to 

the horizon of

water.

Turning my head

back into the

mirky, emerald

sea, I can't

find who's

pulling me down.

I should have 

known that

it

was

you

all

along.






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