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Keep Calm


The water is rushing, Roars in my ears, Fancy droplets clinging to my skin, Soaking wet, Heavy feeling yet im thin, Sinking under, Drowning in despair, Rocky points prod and poke, I am plunged underneath, One arm this way the other that, Crack, everything goes black, My eyelids open, The ceilings white, Keep calm, It was just a dream.
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