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Apr 2019
What if I am the ocean
And the ocean is me
What if I want to kick it
Out of me?
I saw the fish
And I imagined it
Swimming inside of me
The next day;
I dreamed a dream
I was lost at sea,
Capable of breathing but
Surrounded by gigantic ghosts:
They were rolling their
Tentacles all over me
I woke up
I was on a boat in the lake
Which I knew nothing of.
Hannah
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Hannah  25/F/Egypt
(25/F/Egypt)   
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