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Feb 2012
My body can remain so still, alive only in breath, yet my soul swims, drowns, in a sea of troubles.

I am the stars, my beauty recognized only postmortem.
I am the earth, rejected and scarred by those to whom I have given so much.
I am the ocean’s waves, pushed and pushed until I break.

I am the wind, I will never be still.
Jessica M
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