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do my toes actually feel? or does my mind tell them to Energy absorber Wind breaker Air breather gasp for air, Air. It keeps me alive, but I can not find nor see her... though we work and slave to keep us alive , we must always breathe. Into my circulation Into your circulation and we forget, all you need to do is breathe ~~ so many walls but one center. so many strangers but one you people are afraid of differing eyes, eyes claim to see, but they just glimpse color, not the picture beyond. all receive all hold all cry Humane Humans kill to survive

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