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today i stood on a window sill on the fifth floor, with my face pressed against the glass, and i looked down. my head and toes were pressed against the glass, and i could see straight down below me. it made me really think about things. and, it made me feel very... alive. i could feel every inch of skin, every little hair... but... i eventually freaked myself out and had to step away because i'm terrified of being up high.
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