I'm not a word. I'm not a line.

My body notified me. My body sent the signals. My body sent me the dizzyness. The exhaustment. The black curtain in front of my retina. I laughed at myself. I pulled the black curtains to cover my whole body. My soul.

I didn't know how to listen. Or I didn't care about to listen. Maybe I just couldn't understand what to hear. I guessed the answer on my bodys question. My bodys longing. Like when you beat the dice. And you're waiting in suspense to know the answer.

I guessed right.


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