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I can't tell which I despise more to be swept over and pulled under by the violent currents of sadness, of anger, of frustation, of confusion - by every single emotion some I can't even give a name to until my lungs are **** near full of water or to float on the river and not even feel the water lapping at my skin and not even take notice of the cool and the blue of this liquid mirror under me
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May 25, 2017
May 25, 2017 at 8:29 AM UTC
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I can't tell which I despise more to be swept over and pulled under by the violent currents of sadness, of anger, of frustation, of confusion - by every single emotion some I can't even give a name to until my lungs are **** near full of water or to float on the river and not even feel the water lapping at my skin and not even take notice of the cool and the blue of this liquid mirror under me
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May 25, 2017
May 25, 2017 at 8:29 AM UTC
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