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Embodied
How can I be both banished and captured?
I try to restore what was fractured.
I embody lightning!
These shocks to my body are a little frightening.
I feel myself flicker.
Like the laughter in these halls, and shouts that seem to bicker.
In the line, I am in the middle.
With each day, I feel my mind whittle.
My breath is crawling, won’t someone restore me?
They hold onto my breath, the air here is not free.
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Angelica Tao
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