drunk animal instincts rationality of my brain cells trying to take away and decisions. I hypnotize odors that travel through air brushing my bristling skin and my senses. I left the quiet breathing which is known in place. I surrender to the embrace of balancing your body.
again lost in the nonsense I feel more.
Pick my eyes and blink away. I isolate myself. I go into the depths of my being to listen the echo of my heartbeat, but I do not understand. Incomprehensible language to my own ears. I walk my labyrinth inside looking for something to find. But the more I look less meeting and responses taboos become blurred.
head wants to stay, the heart wants to go. Impossible movements. I have to stop being a puppet of the wind and learn to pull strings with my own hands.
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