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oh, but slow down

they all love to tell us to



so we (delicately) pack our lives into soft old bags

like our insides live in our outsides

old bags

and we take ourselves

to bodies of water

and we unpack it all

and we (delicately) leave everything at the edge

because isn't that where we leave life

at the edge

and then we (slowly, very slowly)

walk to the sea

each inch another cold and wet marker

that feels heavy

and yet

when we lay back

even wearing our thick crowns

we close our eyes

and realize

the sweetness

the slowness

because we can float

instead of drown.

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