People
A posture, A mirage, A silhouette of a man, of a woman of a teenager, of various people.
Our body their body says many things. It can say I’m hurting, It can say I’m sorry it can say I’m tormented it can say I’m going demented, or unhinged. But It shows that i am still standing i am still awake, yes it is inevitable to not ever have these postures but you will still stand, you still have backbone, courage, determination. But must also have confidence, for your sake so the world never sees you crumble at it’s marvelous, gigantic channels and bodies of water and earth.
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