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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Experience · #2185670

My previous state of mind.

What would it be like
To breathe, to feel,
To truly live?

I know not, care not.
I know survival.
I know existence.

I cannot breathe in.
I cannot feel.
I cannot truly live.

I know pain, not life.
I know loneliness
And I know strife.

This world of life
Is foreign to me,
But I must try.

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