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Dec 2012
I was always scared of diving.

Yet the idea of swimming among the coral

and with the can't-be-real-because-they-are-to-beautiful-but-are-real fish

was way to appealing.

I dove in and never wanted to leave.

I could've stayed under the surface for eternity.

But there was never enough oxygen in the tank.

And when I was all out of breath

and there was no air to assist me

and so I choked on the very water

I had been dying to be in.
You were...are...my oxygen tank.

Now I can't breathe....save me.
Alice Kay
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