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Breathe

Breathe.

Remember to breathe.

His anger is fire! I'm scorched to the third degree...…


But I flow like water; reflecting a light all His own.

Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust....Home Sweet Home.



Please! Remember to breathe!


No one said it would be easy:



Life. Love. Liberty.

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