while inspecting grief
Today someone said
We begin grieving the moment we take our first breath
It made sense to me in this way
That maybe we begin to lose our innocence the moment we take our first breath
Like the whole idea of Eden is just shattered once we leave the warm embrace of the amniotic sac
Once we take our first gulp of air laden with fragments of scent and chemicals and impurity
Maybe that’s what they meant by original sin
Maybe we just interpreted that wrong

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