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Breathless


Floating in the empty

My eyes open unexpectedly

Timid and nervous strangers see my body

In the water beyond the sand

Illuminated by hate

There's so little time for peace

I wish I was carrying more than just me

Something to prove my lungs don't expel

Evil

It's cold for all of us

Tomorrow shouldn't be such a question

But trauma makes hearing and thinking

Impossible

Until everyone exhales again


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