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I am only but dying

The pointy, colorful fish surround me I feel my legs go numb Their fins moving ever so slowly What have I done? I miss the seagulls cries, and the sound of the ocean waves. I miss the bright beaming sun. Now I’m underneath and I can’t escape. Oxygen is no longer filling my lungs. No air leaving my frail body My legs are fully asleep. The sand is entrapping me And I can’t move a thing This is not a gentle goodbye, It’s terrifying and I wish I could scream But I can’t I’m dying

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