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Visual interpretation of "As your lungs fill": The pull of return from the; forced pause

No. 084

December 16, 2024·8 lines·1 min read

As your lungs fill

Exists within you—

The pull of return from the forced pause Exists within you— A relentless undercurrent. But so, too, does the strength To resist, As your lungs fill And the drown becomes the dive.

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