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This Morning Was A Breath
This morning was a breath,
And the burdens were weightless.
My hair bounces as I walk,
And my voice is clear when I talk.
I smiled when the camera was pointed at me.
It feels so good to just be seen.
The caress of you,
Reminds me of colorful views,
That used to be used to.
Today I am me -
And this me is brand new.
Wednesday 20th September 2017 7:15 pm
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