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Jan 2019
alone
not too far away from home
you lay on the floor
unfocused

FEEL
the air go through
nose and lungs
slowly

LISTEN to
the air leaving your body
and the room’s quiet
noice

Inhale
Exhale
Freedom

Snap into a reality of
Calm troubles and
Meaningful problems
Cured from your own
Mental prison and
Unreasonable madness
Paola Bodano
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Paola Bodano  21/F/NYC
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