my every limb remembers the touch of the ground.
the different feels of when i melt into it.
my bodies memory is working against my brain.
i want to fly and my every muscle tells me the story of the final hit through gravity.
i can tell him different storys.
but in the final end he decides for me.
my muscles refuse against my will.
my body over my brain.memory over will.
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