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It feels like endlessly falling, loosing control of the body I once knew and inhabited...high and low tides collide

at the same time and the more I try to go back to the shore,

the further the current takes me inside. When will it end?

Who will I be when changes laid ashore? How on earth do I stop this? How do I dry my skin after the storm..so many questions stuck in my throat and in my overheated heart..so I close my eyes..

and breathe..

I   breathe 

y al mar me lo llevo dentro

I breathe as I let it all in..harbouring inside every

single guest, thought and feeling. I move between fear, sadness, joy, despair, hope, poetry & music until

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I find myself inside my silence

and suddenly, all those questions drowning in my mind rise up the surface with a single answer:

surrender

surrender

surrender

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P.S.

breathe