Too many thoughts spiraling like atoms, to concentrate on one.
Words were never lost, as they had never been found.
As if captivated by the earth my eyes beamed to the ground.
I heard myself swallow, it had never been so loud.
As the breath came out, a calm set in.
I was floating on a cloud.
But with this fear of heights, and falling to my doom,
I suddenly was thankful
I was locked inside this room.
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