I used to feel alone,
but then I listened to
the groan of
my body.
It was ticking to
keep me alive,
thumping blood,
a hive of
activity.
I listened to my breath,
mesmerised by the
sound, the
way it spoke
to me.
My throat hummed in
the wind,
and
shrieked when
it hurt.
The brain in my head
told me it
was time
to listen
to what was
inside me.
I had organs
talking to me,
telling me
I deserved
to live.
And soon I didn’t
feel so
alone in
the world.
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