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The Float
I am very still. My chest barely moves with each breath. I am calm. I am warm. I feel a rolling sensation across my skin and along my scalp, pushing every follicle straight. I close my eyes. I am comforted. I lift above and beyond my weight. Only like lifting a baby. I feel the air all around me and the pounding of my own heart. I feel a peace I have always known was there. I open my eyes and find I am right where I was.

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