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Sep 2018
Deep blue waters.
The surface looms above.
Ever elusive, just out of reach.
A glint of light, blue-green,
shines down upon me;
like layers of thick glass.
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I sit at the bottom.
Calm.
Shimmering shades of cyan dome around me
D Baby Bey
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D Baby Bey  26/M/U.S.A
(26/M/U.S.A)   
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   Elliot
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