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A circle of half-familiar faces lay around me like a sky of blankets on a cold day.
My hands talk alongside my mouth as my eyes jitter within my head -
Trying desperately to align with my brain.
Voices like music float to me like a rainbow after a storm when a full stop plops out of my mouth.
I nod my head to the movement of lips stretching into a smile at me, absorbing the lights emitting from this hour.
Thank you, Universe
For keeping me alive.
About the Creator
LIFE MAZI
A RELIC OF GROWTH
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