Freedom

The breath.

The vehicle to self-awareness.

A shedding.

The fear of losing one’s identity found through pain.

My back, my heart palpitations, my life.

Gripping so tightly and causing so much pain, fluttering in my chest, a brief moment in time.

The breath.

Release me from my own vices and devices.

CTK

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