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Apr 2018
I’m sinking  
I feel my foot get caught
But I can’t free it
I open my eyes
But can’t see anything
Except a murky green fog
I look harder
Weeds pull on my foot
I pull
It won't budge
I try to escape,
I try to breath but can't
My lungs feel like they’re collapsing
My vision blurs
And the world goes black
Bruh
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Bruh  20/F/USA
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