First Exhale Of My Life

It feels like all my life I’d been inhaling. Inhaling the poison, the toxic fumes coming out from the factories of their mind; and it feels like this is the first exhale of my life. There were only two ways: One way was to stuff myself up with it until I can’t take it anymore and blow up and the second way was to exhale – To let it go.

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