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Apr 30
This existence is either
Breathing at the bottom
Or drowning at the top
This pool is a deception
Its depth a conception
Beyond my understanding
Yet it remains demanding
I give it all of me
Yet it remains empty.
Written by
OnLithium  24/M/Somewhere
(24/M/Somewhere)   
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