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Pushing my head under the water, I hold my breath and count. I count in rhythm with my heartbeats, And wait until they turn rapid. 1                                                 2                              3                  4                  5                            6                                      7                                               8                                                     9                                                           10     Gasp. Taking in the air my lungs burned for, A refreshingly sweet feeling fills my chest. I go back under the water, And again I count in time with my heartbeats, Waiting for my next breath of fresh air.
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Sep 11, 2013
Sep 11, 2013 at 12:08 PM UTC
Gasp.
Pushing my head under the water, I hold my breath and count. I count in rhythm with my heartbeats, And wait until they turn rapid. 1                                                 2                              3                  4                  5                            6                                      7                                               8                                                     9                                                           10     Gasp. Taking in the air my lungs burned for, A refreshingly sweet feeling fills my chest. I go back under the water, And again I count in time with my heartbeats, Waiting for my next breath of fresh air.
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Sep 11, 2013
Sep 11, 2013 at 12:08 PM UTC
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