Running from Nothing

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I was jogging

I was running

Wind was whipping through my hair

The air was caressing my skin

My lungs were pumping heavily

My breathing was quick and short

My eyes were weeping silky tears

Storms were in Motion around me

Sweeping in cyclones around a tiny speck of nothing

A single point of calmness

That wasn't calm at all

In a single moment

I was only breathing

In a single moment I took my last breath

I was laughing

I was crying

I was running

Air was flowing like blood through me

Then it wasn't

In single moment I was nothing

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