I have bruises and scratches all over my legs
my legs that can't possibly walk, swim, bike, hike, or run any farther
but I know that when my head leaves the pillow
I'll be doing it all over again
because I'm finally here
I am home
on this island with no hope of return
to that life I was leading before
that life I was 'living'
living is what i do now
you want to know what death feels like?
ask me.
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