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Jan 2018
I look up and see the color aquamarine,
the waves rippling up above as if they make up a brand new sky,
stretching far and wide.
The only way out is down deep in the sea
my only question is-
what will the world look like after the sea swallows me?
mikhaila
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mikhaila  20/F/bowling green
(20/F/bowling green)   
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