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  • Every detail blown out. Every color excruciating. Saturation at its highest.

    I see every look, every glance, every sigh.

    I see other people feeling things, and I feel them too.

    Every feeling I feel myself, I feel twice over.

    I'm told I need to stop caring about other's feelings so much. Stop feeling my own so harshly. Stop with the vibrance and the weight it places on my chest. Stop watching all the time. I don't always have to be on.

    I lay in bed every night and go through them all. All the details. Leaf by leaf. Feeling by look by glance by color by moment. I try to soak them all in. Or let them all go.
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