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Mar 2015
Breaking down in pools of water
which surround me, envelop me

I am immersed
In a world tinted blue

Underwater… Under pressure

Bubbles play around me
Tempting but untouchable
For fear of fingerprints that pop

Bubbles are unreliable

Hold my hand and hold me down
Let me go and let me rise

Up Up Up to the top
To the surface…. well, almost

Foot neatly caught
In weeds too strong to snap

But maybe thats good
Maybe the surface is too real… too tangible

Maybe it’s safer here
In my world tinted blue

Maybe it’s safer here…
Breaking down in pools of water
Charlotte Emma Lewis
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Charlotte Emma Lewis  Boston
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