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Jul 2012
Her clothes slide off.
Her toes slip into the cool water.
It feels good to escape from the hot summer air.

The water rises to her hips
her navel
her *******
her shoulders
and finally
she plummets

into the blue oasis
so serene.
so quiet.
so perfect.

This is her escape.
This is her wonderland.
Written by
Emily Braswell
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