Electric liquid pools in wrists and hands
Activated by a heart being noticed
Autopilot mode's power cut off
Mindfulness floods in hot and fiery
Gentle care like cotton fleece
Supports the work of becoming aware
A breath the cushion for a hazy stare
The push to determine next steps
Shouting callously from somewhere
To be here now
Is all that it is fair
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