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until you take it from me

by Olive Luniir

You can take away a lot of things.
 
My words.
 
My movement.
 
My thoughts.
My hopes. My dreams, my wishes, my--
 
 
 
 
 
Those I love.
 
I can't stop you, can I.
 
I can hold onto small feelings like the faint smell of burnt toast when I'd make my breakfast- - telling me that...
I still exist.
 
I'm still here.
 
I remember, even when I'm not sure what I'm remembering.
 
I feel.
I feel.
 
If there is nothing to listen to, I have my heartbeat
heart beat
 
until it stops.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
until it stops.

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