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Inner Child

I was sinking to the ocean floor,

We were with two

Me and a child, surrounded by blue.

Connected with a thread,

I was swimming us both to the surface,

Then somehow,

The thread broke

And I watched as the child choked,

Sinking to the bottom

I was pushed above.


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Fri 29th Sep 2023 13:39

Hey Russell, it is indeed about one's lost of youth. Thank you for your comment!

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Russell Jacklin

Thu 28th Sep 2023 07:49

The innocence of lost youth? Powerful.

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