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Into the Undercurrent

I see myself


on a beach

grey grit sand

beneath ashen sky.

Looking out to the ocean

it's angry.

Crashing in on itself

black pits writhing and falling

'neath jagged peaks.

The water comes back for me


then swift

dragging me like velvet

back into the undercurrent.

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