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42/52 Clean. by Alesha Joy.
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21st - 27th May 2012
There is a depth in my silence, there is more than false emptiness. I whisper to the wind and hope that my voice carries through the storm. I am staying true to my map and clinging tightly to my compass, and though the water is rising I am not completely out of my depth. If you give me time I will remember how to swim.






