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Jun 2021
Into the salt my body floats
Floatsam licks at my arms
Blackness beneath
Sand at my back,
                       rocks at my lungs
Water pours into my mouth and down my throat
Silent in the roaring abyss
Rock me gently to sleep?
I've become the waves, become the sea
   A drop of water against the might of the tide
Close my tired eyes and fade.

Into the wind a lonely gull hovers
Wings flap against the current
You. You call out through the thick air
You are deafening.
You are deafened.
   You search for crumbs
              Picking pieces off the surf.
Written by
Elle  31/F/UK
(31/F/UK)   
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