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Oct 2017
I am drowning
My body has become heavy;
And is dragging me down under the current
I am cold;
And nothing is as it seems
Drifting slowly in the tide
I am weak
Thoughts of pushing back against the stream elude me
I am not me
Black masks my identity;
Forcing my entity to blend with the surroundings
I am lost;
Forever becoming the tide
Kyle Janisch
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Kyle Janisch  27/M
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