In silence, a moment.
Not alive, not dead.
Not human.
No emotion.
Machine.
Every action is one.
One endless cycle.
Circle. Unending.
An instant later I break free.
I can feel. I matter.
But I can feel that moment.
It calls to me.
And I wonder.
Is this emptiness?
Is this enlightenment?













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"Feel the breath slip away from the lung and let life fly away on its broken wings"
-NINTheFragile-
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