I breath in, two step, lower then upper
I breath out, one step, at once
I repeat
As I go, my body turns into a cosmic artifact
That crystallizes, and moves like a giroscope
Leaving projections
In my mind
I breath all the way in
And hold
Then release everything
And hold
Time stops, there’s nothing
To worry about
The flying horizon is still and smooth
In my mind
I repeat
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