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Jul 2020
The waves crash into me. I’m pushed deeper into the heart of the ocean. The pressure is unbearable. The waves let up, I feel my body’s trajectory slow its downward decent. I almost feel like my buoyancy is neutral now. Am I alive?
Harrison Buloke
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