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Mar 2021
My thoughts are like water and I think I must be drowning.
Despite the reassurances, these thoughts keep getting louder.
The water is rising.
I can't see the bottom, but now I also can't  see the top.
No sound is coming out, but I feel like I am screaming.
Samantha Faith
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Samantha Faith  30/F/Pasadena, MD
(30/F/Pasadena, MD)   
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   CarolineSD
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