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in this bridge, in this very same bridge, i almost gave it all. i almost hugged the wind without anything to support my naked feet and let gravity be my anchor down there. i almost became as beautiful as the ocean after i tried to be one with the waves and be friends with the biggest fishes in the bottom of the ocean where the sun cannot kiss my cheeks. i almost became the mother of a birds' flock after i wanted spread my wings and just believe in myself. in this bridge, in this very same bridge, i almost gave it all but i did not yet i wanted to but i cannot.
// my almost death and its beauty