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Lost At Sea This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

By Arianna.Marks, woodbury, NY

I feel them in my head
Organized and stacked
They shiver and they chatter
The noise doesn't seem to matter

But what is noise in a space like this?
Alone and echo-free
With no one present to hear my call
Does it exist, or not at all?

I feel my body rock back and forth
The cold makes me feel numb
Thus leaving silence for all my thoughts
Screaming as they come

My eyes stressed open yet all is black
I slowly drift upon my back
The only light is a distant star
The closest companion yet oh so far

My weak arm lifts to touch the light

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