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sinking

i am no longer afloat

anchored to the ocean bottom

how did I get here?

am I burning?

water fills my lungs

oxygen was stolen

in return, I got water

i can't survive much longer

fair is what this is not

darkness is calling me;

death awaits

sinking

i am no longer afloat

anchored to the ocean bottom

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