Piaget
Lying down right now and not feeling my heart pounding in my throat, ears, back is the best thing in the world.
I still feel an echo, like the pounding heart is not gone only waiting a little further away. Accompanied by a slight tightness in the front of my throat.
Like Piaget's Disease.
But like I have extra ribs and that they are growing nonstop in deformed arcs that encircle my chest and spiral smaller and smaller forever.
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