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Mar 2022
Only now can I say for certain
I am buried alive
How long have I been here
Festering under this dark decrepit soil
Will my body add to your density
I suppose it's only a matter of time
Escape is a futile endeavor
No clear route to the surface
Am I ascending to my salvation
Or digging deeper into despair
There are no bubbles to follow
No sounds to be heard
Nothing but darkness
Written by
Hugo Pierce  23/M/England
   Healer and Hakikur Rahman
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