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In the moment
I keep coming back to it one more time
It is my rhythm, it is my rhyme
When I rose and I fell, I sank and I swam
When I breathed, breathed some more and then breathed again
That is when the joy I feel now began
I made a decision and refused to drown
I breathed in the joy of simple existance
And fear has laid down its crown
It is my rhythm, it is my rhyme
When I rose and I fell, I sank and I swam
When I breathed, breathed some more and then breathed again
That is when the joy I feel now began
I made a decision and refused to drown
I breathed in the joy of simple existance
And fear has laid down its crown
Published 30th Aug 2020
Author's Note
Again and again I find comfort in focusing on the breath, in consciously breathing. When I simply breathe, being alive is enough. I wish it were so all my life, but at least in those moments, it is.
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