Breathing.
It's such a blessing.
It tells stories
and changes feelings.
It keeps us alive.
Breathing.
It reminds me that I'm still here.
It proves that
my world isn't ending.
It keeps me from going crazy.
Breathing.
It blocked out the negatives.
It kept my white knuckles
firm by my side.
It keeps me from crossing lines.
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