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When there's moving so much inside me, my belly, my heart and parallel in my head chaos everywhere how could I be quiet? My muscles follow slowly because of the small balance wheel my whole body rotates just as the earth spins around its axis, through elementary particles shooting around back and forth I am in the middle and I don't feel the speed united with my own storm just movement It's called inertia but I call it life
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Feb 7, 2019
Feb 7, 2019 at 4:28 AM UTC
It's called inertia
When there's moving so much inside me, my belly, my heart and parallel in my head chaos everywhere how could I be quiet? My muscles follow slowly because of the small balance wheel my whole body rotates just as the earth spins around its axis, through elementary particles shooting around back and forth I am in the middle and I don't feel the speed united with my own storm just movement It's called inertia but I call it life
The rotation of the earth is the delayed effect of the movement of the elementary particles Collection “The light of words”
Zywa
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Amsterdam
Feb 7, 2019
Feb 7, 2019 at 4:28 AM UTC
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