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Jan 2015
It is not that I am trapped in water...
Sinking to the bottom, where the Titanic lays.

No,
I am drowning in my own thoughts; my own fears.

A boat may have enough lifejackets to save the many innocent people;
I, on the other hand, wouldn't want these thoughts treated carefully.

In fact, my thoughts and fears are not welcome passengers in my mind,
They are, however, the anchor weighing me down.
julie
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julie  20/F/toronto
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