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I'm sprinting. I'm hoping it works. Hoping I forget breathing. I'm sprinting till it hurts. Till the pain shoots through my bones. Hopefully then I'll wake up. And focus on only that pain. Reminding me not to "feel". Because there is never very much gain. Hopefully soon I'll realize what's real.
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Oct 30, 2015
Oct 30, 2015 at 9:44 AM UTC
Real Pain
I'm sprinting. I'm hoping it works. Hoping I forget breathing. I'm sprinting till it hurts. Till the pain shoots through my bones. Hopefully then I'll wake up. And focus on only that pain. Reminding me not to "feel". Because there is never very much gain. Hopefully soon I'll realize what's real.
mary-alexander
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Oct 30, 2015
Oct 30, 2015 at 9:44 AM UTC
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