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Sep 5
Did you use your body too much?
Did you push and pull and jump and thrive?
Did you find limits and push them further than you should?
Did you say yes when your body said no?

I sit in a chair in silence with nothing but the birds.
I waste days away in nothingness.
I consume, I eat, I watch, I look.

I do not run. I do not thrive. I have never even tested a limit.

What does it feel like to flip over your head with your hands?
What does it feel like to let your body hang, the weight of you exisiting solely in your hands?
To run without pain, to breathe a smooth easy breath?

You, who did so much, and now you sit.
Not by choice. You thrived and now you sit.

By choice. I sit. I am.
But you were so much more.
Written by
Jess
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