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Created on: June 30, 2009
Darkest night
is lying at the gate
Silent
like a big black hound
but breathing
breathing . . .
And Fear
that traitorous Teuton
is crouching shamelessly
behind my heart.
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Fading to Inhale,
In one breath we shared
Upon cross we both stared
Taking care to assist and aid
Did not know light would
Breathe in, breathe out,
intensity I feel.
Breathe in, breathe out,
anxiety sets in.
Breathe in, breathe out,
emotions overcome
I breathe in deeply,
silently, trying to bring my life back
I breathe out carefully, slowly
letting go of all my secret pains
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My breathing helps me go along,
It fuels my body best,
For breathing helps me sing a song,
and live and meet each test.
The clicking and the smell hit me first
Sterile, smell of cleaners and something else
Death.
The clicking machine keeps him
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