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I forgot how to breathe underwater; serenity inhale-exhale seemed like exercise the wheel chairs moving on white lawns like exile life behind lenses not tinted but rimmed thick; reality check felt like harsh sunlight leaving bokeh lights clouding my judgment and I grew afraid of insight - behind clouds shrouded but certain the windmills continue to rotate left - right left right
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Aug 23, 2015
Aug 23, 2015 at 11:20 AM UTC
Wind Mills
I forgot how to breathe underwater; serenity inhale-exhale seemed like exercise the wheel chairs moving on white lawns like exile life behind lenses not tinted but rimmed thick; reality check felt like harsh sunlight leaving bokeh lights clouding my judgment and I grew afraid of insight - behind clouds shrouded but certain the windmills continue to rotate left - right left right
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Aug 23, 2015
Aug 23, 2015 at 11:20 AM UTC
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