Breathing

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    Breathing
    I cry, I scream,I yell, I saw a change in myself.I thought it was me I thought it was you. I closed my eyes,I open my eyes to she that you were the one all the time that was letting me breath.

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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