I can be high, flying high actually,

my world centering around pleasure,

little holdups become logical laughter.

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I can dive into a deep recess of thought,

lost in the pull before becoming aware

how far down I’ve let my mind go.

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I think what happens in the middle ground

seems satisfying in a crisis. Step into

a new outcome and breathe again.

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There might be simple steps to imagining

that center let’s our heart smile freely again.