I like to feel
A thousand emotions
A pounding storm
A racing heart
A slow trickle
A hard hit
Slow dance
Small secret
Deep wonder
Below
Everything
Is anything
The possibility
Of becoming
A mirror of myself
Or a feeling figure
Contained in this flesh
Bound by skin and sinews
But if you
Cracked my bones
I would not shatter
For the matter
Of dust
Is simply where I came from
And where I will return
.
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