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Nov 24
everything around me is breathing
I can’t make it stop
the walls are breathing in and out
the floorboards are swirling in spirals
the texture of the stairs
are moving like wave currents
objects that I know for sure aren’t alive
are moving in a slow steady motion
the corners in my walls are sliding back and forth in a wobbly direction
and all I can do is sit back and watch
hoping that everything falls back into place
I know that my house is not breathing
well except for me of course
but one day that would not be the case
Ejiro
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Ejiro  15/F
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