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Sep 2015
The air is soft, a wisp of happiness
Emanates in the atmosphere.
The sense of comfort and peace,
I breathe it in and hold.

I want this to last.

My thoughts dance wildly,
And not one ounce of negativity
Enters my mind.

Exhale.
And I can breathe.
Evie Colosimo
Written by
Evie Colosimo  Philadelphia, Pa
(Philadelphia, Pa)   
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