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Oct 2016
You shut down as I speak, and my wasted words fall like sand.
You got me swimming across seas, but I still can't get across to you.
Trying so hard to swim against the tide, but I'm getting tired.
Oceans begin to spill from my eyes and I am drowning in myself,
Sinking into unknown depths with my pain.

-Rebecca Cerrone
Rebecca Cerrone
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Rebecca Cerrone  Oahu
(Oahu)   
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   Neon Robinson
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