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Jun 2013
As I fell into you
I laid my analytical self to rest
at the bottom of the sea
so its incessant whispers of
"this will only lead
to a catastrophic end"

would be lost with the tide
Weightless
I have washed ashore
not fighting against the current that carried me

Now I lay
here
upon the sand
gasping for life
and you are unable to understand
why
AM
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