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I am dressed in black.

I change and wear a white t-shirt.

From it colourful threads complete with bobbins hang.

As I walk they unspool in a frenzied dance.

I reach the empty fountain.

Milk reminds me I am more than a body.

I breathe.

​I capture my breath into a plastic bag.

I hold it, full.

I squeeze it until all the breath is gone.

I hold it, empty.

I let the bag fall to the ground.

Such is our life: full one moment, empty the next.

​Then it is over.