How is your life now your free from the screaming hands of the institution.
Still covered in mucus and blood or feeling free and drawing in the air you now know is your future.
It seems so fresh and pure when the gunk is dislodged from your throat, you draw the first breath of sweet and perfect oxygen.
If a moment could last forever we could be, but we no longer exist because we are the moment.
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I apologise for taking a moment from you but I needed it for myself.
You take as many moments as you need. I apologise also for being a letdown.
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