(FINALLY AN UPDATE. ITS BEEN NINE MONTHS.)
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There are people all around.
So many voices I hear.
But when I am desperate for help
There is no one to call.

It's like I am in a sea, drowning and flailing my arms.
There are lifesavers around me, bobbing so vividly before my eyes.
But the moment I reach for one it deflates under me.

Not completely useless they are,
For I have learned
That those who disappear when the waves twist and turn
Are the ones you need to throw the lifesavers to.