"I am still a container, not a spill."
Good heaven's, it is disturbing to consider what
some people are going through simply to live on this planet.
"...holding my breath to see if the air is still mine."
To live with such precarious circumstances
lives only in my imagination...or it did until I read these words.
"Human's are the only things here that aren't made of stone."
Wasn't sure I agreed until I realized, I'm not where the author is...
it might very well be true where she is "subtracting the minutes
she's lived from what is left.".
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