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Breathe

Rage washes over me like a scorched river of molten lava... Breathe, I say... Breathe... The condescension hits me like a crumbling rock wall... Breathe, I say... Breathe... Flashes of dark violence race through my convoluted mind... Breathe, I say... Breathe... The little voices whisper unspeakable, horrible things... Breathe, I say... Breathe... Clarity finally arrives and my body ceases to shake... I huff and I puff and I seethe... Four breaths is all it takes...

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Date: 12/19/2017 5:18:00 PM
Breathing seems to help when one reaches a certain stage.
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