My heart sinks beneath the sand, gasping to get a moment of relief for myself,
hopeful moment of relief a moment of freedom and relaxation, I reach a hand
toward the surface, it breaks more as each of the words said to me settle
over my heart, and I come close to fresh air. I beg for it back but the ocean sea has a grip
on my heart, I sink deeper and deeper until I touch sand.
11/2/17 Tera Dunbar
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