There's something soothing about cold ocean air pushing against you. Running by your skin, making you alive again.
There's somethign soothing about ink smudges and hand written letters talking of blood and forever bonds.
There's something soothing about the stretch of muscles beneath skin and the pulling of a healthy sort of pressure.
There's somethign soothing about evening showers coupled
about the beat of ones body.
about the sound of typing.
about the echo of your voice over distant wires.
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