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Jul 2021
lungs burn,
legs ache,
you know you need to breach
and yet
you linger,
pause;
anticipate
the veil within your reach.

it's not your turn
but here you are,
again
so deep beneath the world
alas,
the dizzy heights
of waters dark
expell you to the shore.
Bliss is worth the risk of almost drowning.
keith daniels
Written by
keith daniels  28/M/Nova Scotia, Canada
(28/M/Nova Scotia, Canada)   
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