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Nov 2018
The dark nights are the hard ones.
The waves swallowing you whole.
Lost in the throes of the currents.
Being swept deeper into the undertow.
The darkness getting darker the farther down you go.
Suddenly you're in the midnight zone.
No more glimmers of hope.
Written by
Magenta Blume  21/F/USA
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