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Jul 2023
a weakness takes over me
and I am crushed
unable to breathe or speak or move
the heart breaks
alone
the spirit races in darkness
unable to find a finish line
eyes close
world disappears
I disappear
Sometimes sentiment slips through the wrong way and I am crippled. I can’t read or think or act for a while. I sleep until the pain in my chest goes away.
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Exosphere
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