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By Hannah Mae Webster 

 

The impossible net strikes again.

Is this capture or comfort?

The enigmatic code of existence.

Tangled. No Fall.

I wait. No flight.

I wait.

Plunging into a sea of questions,

searching for the one that will drag me from the surface.

I wait.

 

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