Synchronized Realization

Something slithering between the layered sheets of my very rabid thoughts
Conversation with the comfortability inwhich I feel I am in

The slow breathing on the other end, listening and calming things that I hadn’t allowed to be settled in a while without attempting to destroy it

Synchronized chests, rising above the streets that I have known my entire life and falling down below the places I have never stepped foot in before but yet feel so familiar

Relaxation without having to take the time to dissect things and just letting them be, noises radiating from you that stop the sudden impulse to be different

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