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Mar 2012
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as my breath reaches the surface
my hair swirls around me
free from the constraints of gravity
my hands too
and feet included
there is no force to hold me down
the world in which I inhabit can float away
like on the tide
but I cannot breath here
my lungs fill with carbon dioxide
soon I must return to the shore
Kelly C S
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