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Bailey Butler

Poem #2

Breathing is hard when you find your head stuck underwater.


A world of air and people striding above you, unaware of your very existence.
I just want breathe the way they do,
Living life without the fear of drowning.
Engulfed by the loud roar of the waves; but not a single sound heard,
Yearning to feel the breeze against the inner of my lungs.

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