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To those who ache, rusted by love. Breathe. When you are standing, shinny and new. Breathe. When you are ready, scramble the sharp rocks. And Breathe. When you find yourself, Tell yourself to, breathe. Find the breathe of you, and keep breathing.

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jason-drury

40 / M / American

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Written by

jason-drury

40 / M / American

Published

Jun 21, 2019

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1m

Tags: #breath #self #discovery #divorce #love #loss #lose #calm #yourself

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