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nom
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white shoes walking
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megan
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i dive in and slice the water apart no stopping, just going stroke stroke stroke breathe stroke stroke breathe somehow the water becomes my friend, it listens to me, it pats me on the back it catches my tears i can blame the red eyes on chlorine crisp cool water to work with nothing but an open lane ahead
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cr0wl
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if i am a stone thrown into the water, then i will find the quickest way and sink to the bottom, undistracted and full of purpose, drawn by the goal, yet on my way down i will create ripples, first small and then growing larger, progressing outwards all the way to the shore.
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jane
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back_into_the_womb
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090303
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unhinged
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panic attacks; afraid of drowning. i shower with my back to the water. never do i stick my face in. i was born five weeks early, as a c_section, because the cord was wrapped around my neck. sometimes i wonder at the correlation of my fear of water and my drowning in the womb.
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090303
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
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