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Breath of Life

I thought so many things.
I felt the life falling through my
fingers, a breath a way shunning
my soul within me.

Death was the only solution.
Until I felt a hand touch my neck
and pull my face to his. His Eyes

Pulled the faith inside of me again.

His breath became mine

                        and my life became his.

    Because of those Eyes...

                                 ...I wanted to live again.
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