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I, am a grain of sand, stationed between two beach barriers, trapped. So many grains are around me, yet I see no one. The sea slowly rising closer, pulling me to my death. I feel it near, but it does not take me. It takes my invisible companions, so, I remain, alone, waiting, hoping, for the waves to take me to my pleasure land.
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Sep 14, 2015
Sep 14, 2015 at 12:56 PM UTC
depression is like a wave.
I, am a grain of sand, stationed between two beach barriers, trapped. So many grains are around me, yet I see no one. The sea slowly rising closer, pulling me to my death. I feel it near, but it does not take me. It takes my invisible companions, so, I remain, alone, waiting, hoping, for the waves to take me to my pleasure land.
skye-davies
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Sep 14, 2015
Sep 14, 2015 at 12:56 PM UTC
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