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Mar 2017
Pull me through the water,
down deeper,
much farther..
Gasping,
choking,
You've unleashed me,
Its too late.
The surface is distant.
I.. crave.. air..
I desire you,
I don't care.
I'm deep in the currents of your ocean.
Cassandra Nichole Arellano
Written by
Cassandra Nichole Arellano  San Diego
(San Diego)   
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