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Nov 2016
while i was sailing freely
under pretty blue skies
on a calm blanket of water,
who tied an anchor to my ankle
and pulled me down
towards the torturous sea floor
eclipsed by darkness,
in the depths of my mind?

i searched all over the seven seas
as if i were searching for Atlantis
and i found the answer, i had forgotten:
i did it to myself
it was me, it was me.
tamia
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tamia  Philippines
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