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My Holiday At The Beach

I tread water
but, wave after wave
comes crashing down.
I fight to hang on
knowing that I will have to be rescued
or drown.
As the current begins to pull me under
my thoughts stray.
"It was not supposed to be this way.
This was supposed to be my holiday
at the beach."

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