Je Suis
I am pain, that silently kills.
I am a donut with no fill.
A car with three wheels.
I am a constant force, moving through and through.
I am laughter, I am the helium in balloons.
Filtered or not, I am the same.
I am an aging, progressive creation, living life and learning, in unique and different ways.
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