Fishnet

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My eyes were closed, unaware of the net below.
I hang by the threads of the past
Fearing the moment I turn lifeless

As the net rose I saw it as threads
New strings that will soon forget
But they felt different
They carried me from the depth of the sea

I am weighing it down,
But no matter how much I struggled,
To let it be, 
I find myself within it
A net that refused to leave me
Refused to give up on me
They were people that unraveled my strings
Ones that saved me from the depth of the sea

January 9th, 2020

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