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I'm lost, trapped. The sea is drown me. I’m engulfed in the darkness of the trench. I'm grasping for air. My arms wail frantically, in trail of trying to beat time. My eyes search wildly, in hope of light. I try screaming, but I don’t know what I’m trying to say. I feel a cool slimy texture of seaweed spin-crawling up my stubby legs. It’s sparkling, it’s delicate. The light of a passionate sun from miles above, somehow seeped through. I look up as I rise with the bubbles of the ocean. The light seeps through the soft nudges of water. It’s intoxicating. It’s uncertain. It’s somehow beautiful.
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Christina Wang
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Welcome to my journey as an artist.
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