Share this postF*CK EVERYTHING: Poem No 41conked.ioCopy linkTwitterFacebookEmailF*CK EVERYTHINGF*CK EVERYTHING: Poem No 41Poem 41 of 105Rand Leeb-du ToitFeb 96Share this postF*CK EVERYTHING: Poem No 41conked.ioCopy linkTwitterFacebookEmailFirst poemPrevious poemforest runningspace unlimitedi breath in freshmy body realignsi feel more balancedmy breathing becomes deeper and longeri stand up straighterfeeling more connected to myselfto the world around meShareSubscribePoem No 42