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Jul 2020
wrapped in a murky darkness,
barely felt anything against the skin(s).
even inhaling the air ached
the heart of hers.
but she was still trying to grasp it
down to the lungs,
just for a desperate hope,
about someone pulling her out
from the obscurity.

as for the unknown time kept ticking,
her presence slowly weakened.
she could barely remember
how to use her senses,
how to feel like
a human.

she was losing
herself
in a murky darkness.
waiting for a desperate hope.
Written by
yellowgogh  F/Indonesia
(F/Indonesia)   
98
   Fawn
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