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May 2018
Hair standing up,
tingles down my spine,
flutters in my gut.
What is happening?
It’s like an electric current
replaced my blood.
Coursing through
every
inch
of
me.
A power so sensational.
A power I fear.
It struck me like a lightning bolt,
fast,
hard,
life altering.
I dare not speak its name
for it retreats as fast as it came.
So I stand and embrace it.
I let it flow through me.
I willingly become its host,
despite the fear
because
I’d rather know it
and lose it
than never feel it at all.
Sylveen
Written by
Sylveen  23/F/California, USA
(23/F/California, USA)   
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