I feel my shape changing
writing something
angel listens to the news
volcano
crying etc.
angel eyes
after the therapy
mum on her phone
Prometheus bared
scream
sight or touch or
not ready to see myself
plastic bench with trees
flowers
at the bottom of the cliff
crochets in the courtyard
drowning
post dinner in the purple room
treading water
I am still alive
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