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Nov 2015
The sky, once holding it's light inside like it was underwater
Finally exhaled.
The Heavens could breathe once more
And I saw the morning peak through the clouds.
It was still cold
But a little warmer after the sun's relieved sigh.
I threw my arms open,
The swing of my ribs was horizon-wide -
Something inside me was alive
November, 2015
Joy
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Joy  CA
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