I am overwhelmed.
I have to remember to breathe.
A good friend told me that I was passionate.
I realized with my dream the other night that
I hold on to feelings and I actually feel them.
(with my finger tips.)
That sounds silly to say, I know.
Simply, to feel,
to feel everything?
Your worst fears, your beautiful hopes.
I am a cluster of all of those.
All combined, I guess they make me,
Me.
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