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Click clack of train tracks. Space. Closing and creating. Space. Vision blurred by the translucency of my eyelids. Space. I proceed, Blind, clawing at the warmth of the air that caresses my skin Warmth that I want from elsewhere Your warmth... I must settle. Anxiety builds. I see nothing, hear nothing, still I proceed, Blood pumping Lub dub I take a step Lub dub Another step Lub dub Hands still stretched, nothing. Silence. Space. It’s coming. I feel it, the initial throatiness Converting to heat ****** heat, Pressing into beads of fluid that trickle down my cheek My arms follow suit, then my legs, They become acquainted with the earth, seeking comfort in its stability and reveling in its tangibility
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Dec 31, 2020
Dec 31, 2020 at 10:43 PM UTC
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Click clack of train tracks. Space. Closing and creating. Space. Vision blurred by the translucency of my eyelids. Space. I proceed, Blind, clawing at the warmth of the air that caresses my skin Warmth that I want from elsewhere Your warmth... I must settle. Anxiety builds. I see nothing, hear nothing, still I proceed, Blood pumping Lub dub I take a step Lub dub Another step Lub dub Hands still stretched, nothing. Silence. Space. It’s coming. I feel it, the initial throatiness Converting to heat ****** heat, Pressing into beads of fluid that trickle down my cheek My arms follow suit, then my legs, They become acquainted with the earth, seeking comfort in its stability and reveling in its tangibility
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Dec 31, 2020
Dec 31, 2020 at 10:43 PM UTC
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