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Sinking Ships


Can somebody

please

tell me

how to fix

this sinking ship?


Because I'm

exhausted.


I've given my all

to bailing out

these frigid waters,

fighting against

the relentless surge.


I waste

every breath,

every thought,

every effort,

to confining

an endless tide.


I cannot stop.


But I'll drown

out here,

cold and alone,

if I don't 

pause,

find the source

and fix

this

broken

vessel.


So teach me how

to plug the gap

before it kills me.


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