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Never ending currents
I am in the sea.
I feel pulled under, my left arm ripped off,
My head so heavy with words of everyone except my own
This world makes me feel like I'm so unusual, that I'm a visitor.
Everybody sees a portion of me, but never all of me.
In an ocean I am drowning, with the way I'm "meant to be" pulling me under
I have fallen into a pit of cement
Wednesday 16th March 2022 3:11 am
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