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Feb 2016
Life is swimming in an ocean.
If you want to, you must leave all your painful baggage at shore and let the rest lift off your bones, stroke by stroke.
Let gravity rescue you by shifting your weight with the knowledge of the present moment, your next breath and nothing else.
Just leave it all behind
where it is meant to be, folded and filed neatly.
You can't carry history far without






falling behind.
Written by
Ronza Jairy  28/F/Toronto
(28/F/Toronto)   
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   ---, Mariana Tamara and ryn
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