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as I walk into the ocean,

waves crash at my feet.

I walk deeper and deeper

until the water is above my head.

the waves pull me in and take

me under. I search for the

bottom of the ocean; searching

for you. I am desperate to see

you and hold you. my heart starts

to race and I realize I need air.

I try swimming to the top; the

waves keep pulling me under and

tangling me in an invisible

web. I am desperate for air. but it's

too late now and the water has

filled my lungs. and my final

thought is that you are like the air.

I searched for you for too long

somewhere I knew you weren't and

when I finally realized where you

were, it was too late.

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