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My breath as it slows. No, I'm not dying. My muscles are tingling, my chest falls repeatedly. I don't stop. This body keeps going, that's what it wants. That's what I needed when I wanted to stop, and that's what I got. Now I dance, and sing, and play instruments, and live because my body kept going when my brain only lied to me over and over screaming in my head to listen to it. Just because my brain had the louder voice, didn't make it right. Now, things feel right.
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