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After a while you will forget, maybe
The ache at the back of your lungs
Heart pumping blood too fast, too rich for shallow breaths
That can’t be good
You will forget the heat rushing to your fingers
And everything that came with it
Ugly thought, does it need words? Better put it in a box
Pack it away, don’t make a mess
You can fake it, it’s okay
Don’t look at it, stop petting it
Let it rest, it will be over in a blink
You won’t even know it’s gone
Take a break
Do something that you love