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Mar 2018
They take me to a safe place
and wrap me in seaweed til I get there.
The dark green sun is so bright,
I'm almost suffocating.
But I'm safe, in a safe place.
I cannot be found by
those who want to hit me up.
I'm wrapped; snuffed.
Till the light dims.
I can't breathe and
and I don't know how anymore.
Irate Watcher
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Irate Watcher  30/F/Denver
(30/F/Denver)   
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