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The ever-present longing To do it all is creeping back; The need for experience. Invincibility finding a home In the entirety of my mind. The desire to feel everything; To allow it to fill the lungs; To engulf a mere existence. The yearning to see the world In the brightest of colors For exactly what it is, And even more significantly, What it is not. The surface won’t serve to suffice; To quell this undying urge To feel; To see; To inhale; To exhale; To become; To detach; To feel the heart furiously beating, And pumping the world through the body. Invincible. Existing. Engulfed in Experience…
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Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 8:40 PM UTC
Subsistence
The ever-present longing To do it all is creeping back; The need for experience. Invincibility finding a home In the entirety of my mind. The desire to feel everything; To allow it to fill the lungs; To engulf a mere existence. The yearning to see the world In the brightest of colors For exactly what it is, And even more significantly, What it is not. The surface won’t serve to suffice; To quell this undying urge To feel; To see; To inhale; To exhale; To become; To detach; To feel the heart furiously beating, And pumping the world through the body. Invincible. Existing. Engulfed in Experience…
kayla-mcdermott
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Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 8:40 PM UTC
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