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Apr 2012
but throw things
anyway.

Break something glass
and beautiful.

appreciate
the sound of it.

Like handfuls of water,
                  carry it
or let it lie there unfixed
shards for days;

walk in it
if you have to.

Stop breathing
and let your body

                    No breathing,
feel what it’s like
what happens after.
Written by
Trinity O
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