Mind’s Eye Roamings and Interpretations

Inhales and Exhales

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I feel like a prisoner sometimes. I can’t breathe either. I default to an old self. But now I don’t get caught in that downward ness. I see it. I am aware. And it doesn’t make me feel good. All of them seem to bring me down.

They take away the part of me that is beautiful. They push me to other places.

Places that are different from when I am alone…



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