Self Sometimes


Sometimes I feel like brown, perfectly flawed coral. Sometimes I feel like those curved sharp edges that if bumped up against or walked on wrong it will slice so deep that nothing will stop the agony or bleeding. The waves the words and the rocks the body. But sometimes I feel like the water without the waves, just blue, true and shallow enough where you can take a step and have confidence you will not go under. Sometimes I feel it all at once. How do you process that feeling of feeling it all. 

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