if i e x h a l e completely

my body

will

the

bottom

getting off the at the top there was one run, it must have been jester, where if you just straightened your skis and tucked you poles under your arms, you could coast forever. forever past heavy icepowdersnow clumped pine arms reaching over frozen banks. forever past choas and swish and traverse. forever past crashing boundaries and fleeting security. forever moving m o v i n g

f l y i n g

away from
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