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Jun 2017
drowning
they all try to grab an arm
a leg an ear a hair
they all think if they can just take one bit it will be okay
but no there is nothing left
and I realised they were never pulling up
they were pushing me under
drowned
Blooming Words
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Blooming Words  New Zealand
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