I’m gasping
Breathing wrong
Forget right
How to get air
And the panic that sets in
I’m drowning I can’t breathe I
Can still count the breaths
Five in five out
It’s all in my head
It’s all
On my chest
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Well I can’t like that at all, but it expresses a trauma that nobody would ever want to have. Maybe expressing it relieves it a little? No, now I think I get it, it seems like how it might feel to have the coronavirus, or be drowning. To empathize with suffering, it might be necessary to actually suffer? I commented recently on somebody’s post on “Failure”: “I almost failed to breathe, sheesh that was a close call.” Failure to breathe is maybe the worst failure you can suffer, but of course it’s all in your head when you just think about it.
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And oh yes, this is for you. https://wordpress.com/post/mmpmagicmodernizationproject.com/870
(well, actually it was meant for a 4 ft. 11 girl, covered with surgery scars, with virtually no kidney function, and she just barely manages to walk with her cane; look for Keri-lee Griffiths in your Reader). I decided not to bother her any more, since you came back.LikeLike
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So seriously this is for you. https://wordpress.com/post/mmpmagicmodernizationproject.com/888
What did you expect, aren’t you still my muse?LikeLike
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I can’t get the link to work
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The link is working for me
“Love from a Passing Shadow”
I’m in a silly love mood. Thanks for looking at my stuff. If my stupid comments get to be too much, let me know and I’ll tone it down or stop.LikeLike
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Oh, and try not to take it too seriously.
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