breathe. let it out.
Blank. Think Tank. An itty bitty feeling inside. Triggered. Like a pinched skin. Growing. Breathe. Let it out. But how? Breathe. Let it out. Once more. Breathe. Let it out. Two more. Breathe. Let it out. Now, it's getting smaller. Breathe. Let it out. And it's gone. I guess, somehow it's gone. for now.
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