Heavy Air

You know those days

Where the world seems smaller

The walls look tighter

The air appears heavier

And it feels like everything you are

everything you own

is blancing on a needle

and at any second

it could come crashing down

and you’re who livelihood

everything you are

is done for, in an instant,

and who are you when that happens ?

what do you become ?

You can start by asking

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