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Inhale.
I hold as I let the snake of smoke slither it's way down my throat and make its way to my lungs.
I let it float around my heart, gathering my emotions as it slips back up to my throat and into my head. There it travels around and around until my brain believes the same thing my heart does. I smile.
Exhale.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 24, 2016 ⏰

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