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Asked how I am whilst my mental state is tender

Hanging in there I say.

By an invisible thread, and holding on with all my might while the world unravels around me.
did not need to pretzel myself in a knot

around you I got to be long and strong-
silly and moving

maybe that’s what being alive felt like

who am I now other than a bit salty

— The End —