rhythmic breath, . . -
gulp down shimmering water bottle in plastic
clears the view
with its purifying character, rushing through the body
see-through
and then
they came to me all at once, still they were in order, the words
events emotions, which until now only have been in pictures in my head
did not dare before
formed themselves on the screen
and my mind
clear as water sunlight soul almost
yet vague sense of hope...
mind and body
linked together tighter than I thought
understood
now new episode
where I learn to breath on my own, hear my heart beat on its own
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