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The room felt small and hot,

standing by the window

she twisted the shutters,

allowing the cool night air

to kiss her,

a comfort

after a night of bad dreams;

panic, pandemic, war, floods.

Or maybe it was real.

The world had changed so much,

she couldn't tell anymore.

She focused on the breeze

and her breath.

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