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Jun 2022
I keep trying to swim but know I'm drowning
I'm in debt for what seems like thousands
of leagues under the sea
All I want is to breathe but
feels like this pressure has a hold on me
Like a grasp that looks like the hand that feeds
I can feel its greed but still feel the need to bite that hand
Jorge L Echevarria
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Jorge L Echevarria  30/M/NC
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