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May 4, 2014 § 1 Comment

Inhale like it’s your first breath
one you never thought you’d take
because you knew the odds were slim
of living something so fantastically great.

See the stars like they fell into place
at this exact moment and time
painted onto the sky as a sunset gift
perhaps, just for you, they shine.

Believe in the magic lingering from youth
don’t let cynics darken your sun
taste the joy in the simple every day
for by being here, we are the lucky ones.

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