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Breathe normally. In. Out. Repeat.
My lungs hurt. I am getting ill.
My eyes want to rest, want to close all the time.
I am tired.
But I must not sleep, I must stay awake, stay lovely, stay pretty.
I must stay intact in order to not start burning
When I touch this area of my mind
Where I locked the memories of you
Do you know this moment
It's summer, it's hot
You were swimming and you're wet
You're searching for a place to lay down on the ground
And than you sit down and immediately jump up again
Because you burned your back
Every time I remember what we had
I get burned