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January 16, 2017

I once could not breathe.

My skin use to hurt.

Darkness filled my mind.

But love surrounded me.

Love had always surrounded me.

But only right now

Right this second

Could I truly feel it.

I could feel it only because my skinned stopped hurting.

Suffocation was no longer my daily norm.

My mind no longer an enemy.

The wall had been broken down.

Looking back I can't see how could've ever been so lost.

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