Since I was three and fell out of a tree I've been edgy sensitivity
Like a new angel landing and breaking
A baby bird's failed first flight
This is my hypersensitivity or what you call Empathic PTSD
The Nix healed and healed again as sure as the Spring
Now I live only to be free like the birds at sea
flying gracefully
Till I fall again then recycled born anew
©alilamonta
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