You're moist even though water isn't present.
You soak in it but still you keep breathing.
Almost drown and tired.
Still continues to move to live.
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Jr.
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Poetry of Dreams
Miracles of Meeting 'You'
Unexpected with Your divine light, You came once again. Visit me through vision, an expected sight. I know I am awake, Yet here I am again...
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