Living - not dying
Trying - not succeeding
Needing. To stop is futile.
Panting. To drop is death.
The world spinning and I am dizzy
Round and round. Upside down.
Ground? Maybe. Yes.
"No. It can't be."
So. It has to be.
Standing - always was.
Because - I was the paradox.
Blocks - I put before my sight.
Might - catch my breath now.
The world is spinning, but -
I am grounded.
Dead to death
Alive to life.
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