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Dumped

April 11, 2023
By Anonymous

Fog dwelled above the pond. Beams of light flashed back and forth through a thick murky mist. Nestled in the cattails I lay still struggling to inhale. Choking on my own saliva, the sound of people and dogs drew closer. My hearing and vision are fading. Gasping for air I feel something graze my arm. 



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