any time

3.

There was a time

when i could just muscle through

keep moving forward

falling down in the right direction

without thinking about anything

reacting to the foreign energy

shaping my dimensions

lose control and not caring 

flowing into dead ends

that didn’t kill me

and didn't end

 

i remember the white-knuckle

carnival ride through the storms

waiting for the next roller coaster

defying gravity 

but expecting to be in freefall

any time now

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