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    <description><![CDATA[     sometimes i feel like i am in the sea, at the very bottom of the depths. i can feel the weight of all that water engulfing me. it is just bearable, but it is no comfortable thing. it is the constant, full forced pressure of everything above trying to crush you, trying to make you as insignificant as possible. for the most part i am alone. i see the world and everything in it, but i am no where near it. it's like looking at a map, knowing something is there, but not being able to see it in front of you because it's not really five inches away. that world is just added weight to my burden. i move slowly. i pass the time counting the angelfish until they blur into one color. i build my sand kingdoms until they are eroded by the tide. sometimes i have a friend join me briefly. another weary soul brought under by the currents. we make shadow puppets on the reefs.]]></description>
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