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// Coming Down 
// Story: found object 
// by alafoel 
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and my breathing starts back up
starts up more
regularly
and my chest softens
and the light is shining through the window
and my fur feels so warm in the sun
and I can see through the window
see the trees just outside 
as they 
bristle in the wind
and the blood and cotton has fallen from my ears
and I can hear the birds outside again
and they're singing their songs
their little chirps
singing in the trees
and the bed beneath me is so soft
and the tears still haven't stopped
but they don't feel so bad
and I can see the little specks of dust
floating about
in the sun
and I can see the sun through the window
and I can see the sky outside
and I can feel my heat beating
and I can feel my heart filling up 
with all the love
I was ever given
and I can see every pony I ever loved
so clearly now
in my head
and the bed beneath me feels so soft
and I can't believe I ever forgot how much I want to live