The beauty of being human

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I couldn't feel

I was frozen

I was a mannequin

My life revolved around words

I almost felt like a robot

That was until

Tears fell down from my eyes

Overwhelmed with emotions

I felt so real

It wasn't a dream anymore

Slowly, every colour made sense

There was a sense of freedom

A sense of being human

I was breathing slowly

I could feel

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