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Apr 16
The only thing I can do today
is breathe.
--Feel the air move slowly, quietly,
begrudgingly through my chest.
The pressure of the world squeezes in,
and I try to walk, try to use my limbs.
But all of my energy is occupied
by the simple act
of breathing.
Written by
Sia Harms
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     rick, lizie, Ayla Grey, The Wilted Witch, --- and 1 other
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