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Jan 2019
Drowning in this cloud,
Smoke smothering me,
Water beneath me,
Small shallow breaths,
Choking myself with each one,
Vision blurring,
Body is burning,
If I sit up I will burn to death,
But if I lay down I will drown,
So I stay in between.
-Bee
Bee
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