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breathe
fully realized and understood fated beauty breathes
I am in her, I am her
I am the woman I was always to be
I trek hard through the land of Nod
thickets and thorns prick
my soul bleeds
I think to faint and fail
but I pick up and walk on
becoming always becoming more
the less I feel the less I grow
pain is a stern Master
injecting sorrow I understand him
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