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Finally Alive

Updated on July 1, 2014

Sometimes

I think I forgot

how to be a writer

because

I wasn’t sad

for the first time

in a very long

time.

And I didn’t need

words

for the happiness

I was feeling.

The

feeling

was enough.

I didn’t need

to analyze

the

sadness

inside me

because

there was none.

No doubt.

No grief.

No overwhelming self-hate.

All love

and lust

and pure joy.

I was

finally

alive.

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