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Pain
I haven't been standing for very long
but my legs ache, same
with my head. I feel as though
trees can, without trying,
save my breath for me and my whole body
doesn't need to hurt anymore.
I've found that, holding my hands
close to my chest
stops the feeling of tattered air
rushing through me like wind off a lake
and pain is just a word
to name something that we all tend to feel
and yet, hold close like my hands.
but my legs ache, same
with my head. I feel as though
trees can, without trying,
save my breath for me and my whole body
doesn't need to hurt anymore.
I've found that, holding my hands
close to my chest
stops the feeling of tattered air
rushing through me like wind off a lake
and pain is just a word
to name something that we all tend to feel
and yet, hold close like my hands.
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