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Feb 2018
I am here in the sea,
Bogged down my curiosity,
I can’t see,
I can’t hear my own voice.

I can see the waves,
Crashing as they wash away my bones,
But my skin still remains,
I can see the sky.
I can see my hands.
I can see my eyes and they’re so numb.
Skyler M
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Skyler M  22/M/Idaho
(22/M/Idaho)   
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