Only I can breathe my own breath.
Only I can hear my own blood in my ears.
Only I can step in my own footprints.
Only I can live in fear inside my own skin.
When I let go of breathing and blood,
I let go of the fear of their absence.
When I let go of footprints and skin,
I let go of the fear of being alone.
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You can hear your blood in your ears?
Sometimes. But only when the room is quiet and still, and I am quiet and still.
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