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Mar 2020
Her nose senses a smell
And she begins to dwell,
Fear consumes her every breath
As she continues into the depth,
She looks around
To find ground,
Yet she sees nothing
But she feels a strange thing,
A small string- she tugs
Light- she sighs with a shrug,
Finally, she can breathe
And pretend to be free.
Written by
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