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Feb 2020
As I wade through these waters,
Cold, damp and up to my knees;
Looking forward to my next step,
Rolling up my sleeve;

When upon a sudden depth,
I plunge...
Deeper into my blackened sea;
Unable to swim
Dropping to one knee;
Wounded by my needle,
I BLEED...

Feeling,
as if only moments from my last breath,
I cough with relief.
Trapped in a vortex,
As the swirling waves engulf me...

Vision blurs,
As I last dry heave;
My chest begins to seize...
Unable to swim;
As I reach my reality.
Wounded by the needle ,
I BLEED...
No notes needed, I suppose...
TC
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TC  54/M/Southwest
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