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THE NUMBERS I SURVIVEDI survived 0—the year I became a maybe.I survived 7—the age I learned goodbye doesn't need a reason.I survived 13—not unlucky, just a Tuesday that asked too much.I survived 98.6, 104, and the thermometer my mother shook like a prayer.I survived 2 a.m., 3 a.m., every hour that asked why I was still awake.I survived 404, not found. 500, internal error. Again. Again.I survived 50/50, and the side I landed on.I survived 0.5—half a mile home, half a heart in it.I survived 30 days, 60, 365, and the anniversary I swore I wouldn't count.I survived 86,400 seconds on days I only needed one reason.Numbers can measure a life. They can't live one.I'm not the count. I'm the comma—the breath after the total.Still here. Still uncounted.
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