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May 2014
I can hear it
The whistle and rustle as air surrounds and fills the sacks of my lungs
I can feel it
The heavy tightness of my chest with every exhale
I reach in my pocket
"Shake" "shake"
"Puff" "puff"
A sudden relief of my lungs smooth muscles loosening
Dopamine fills my body
I exhale and walk away happily daunting the next oncoming of an attack by its hazardous side effects

A fish out of water
Written by
CommonStory  las vegas
(las vegas)   
       Tatiana, SomeThingsSitSideways, ---, ---, Poetic T and 9 others
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