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for once,
here reminds me of somewhere.

i look off into the water. it flows freely. the waves dance with each other in sync. here feels beautiful.

but beautiful here does not last.

beauty only lasts somewhere. i wish to be somewhere.

i am here.
i am filled with pain. i am suffering. sudden thunder allows my body to shake. for once, i feel.

i am here.
i do not remember what it feels like to not ache. i am deteriorating while still in my skin. i feel a vibrate in my pocket, yet it is not enough.

i am somewhere.
i breathe.

i am here.
for the first time, i am not scared. i wish to be free. a single tear runs down my cheek. not from fear, but from happiness.

and into the water,

i jump.

i am somewhere.

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