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Apr 14
Drowning in a lake, perhaps to be found or left behind
Feeding what remains with body and mind

Drowning in a pool, a body of chlorination and polution
For even in death the rich are fools and cannot recieve absolution

Drowning in the ocean, returning flesh to old kin
Returning body to the waters to feed whats within
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Randi  18/Androgynous/Home
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