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I Hate Myself - Not Waving But Drowning I Hate Myself - Not Waving But Drowning |
| was further out than you thought
wind-swept and current-caught.
not knee-deep, but out to sea.
slipped off the boat that we bought.
water, water everywhere, but nowhere a drop to drink.
i'm floating, wrinkling, uncomfortable.
i'm sinking and sinking and sink. |
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