I need to get these feelings out and put them down and scream them out and blow them away like a hundred round seed heads of dying dandelions. I will leave my things packed so I can run away.

I just remembered the thoughts of yesterday and

The pace of my heart

Rises and falls

With deep breathes of anxiety and the

Resolution of peace

But the understanding of the incorruptibility

And the knowledge of the corrupt

In the deepest blackest full-bodied depths

Where you can close your eyes and feel your

Body falling weightlessly

You have to let go to get in

And you have to get in to let go

Or be carried on in

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