Sam, sometimes i can feel my thoughts traveling all the way from my head to my legs to my knees, telling them to bend so i can kneel. and everything is so slow the way i surrender. everything seems so slow. and when i stand back up it's a fast rush to my head. and suddenly we're all speeding forward, falling forward.
ugghh, i can't explain the tangled state i'm in
just let me drag around the weight i'm given
Love, Sam
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