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Oct 7
staying small means taking less damage
less air
less space
though your bones will creak and groan in agony, the amount of movement needed to survive becomes minimal -
like a doll, holding your breath until it becomes frozen in your chest
watching life go on without you
adapting to the complacency.
it almost feels okay
lexis
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lexis  27/F
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