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i was here
an undertow,
told to run against it,
under pressure.
granular millions,
a collective ocean
of difference.
a heartbeat
of a world washed away by
comformity.
waves on the brink of crashing.
swelled beyond any known capacity.
introverted nature,
contorted into funnels.
letters written in sand,
proclaiming loudly,
"i was here"
as if no one had taken notice.
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