My toes curl into the sand, trying desperately to anchor me down
You don’t understand.
It’s a battle, a war, to keep hold of reality
A constant effort - the slightest of distractions,
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A poem laden with graceful delicacy and simple images. And those concluding verses: 'The blue like open arms- My home.' Beautiful!