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Nov 2016
Did it?
May I ask?
Oh, the questions I have.

The shadows faded into corners,
as I pulled the light
towards me.

I hoped, pulling up my scared lip
They didn't notice the hope and light
Supporting me gently

I'm not drowning anymore.
*I'm treading.
allie
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allie  20/F/London
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