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Jun 2016
It is in breathing with difficulty that I begin to admire the ability to breathe easily
It is in moments of sadness that I begin to miss fleeting moments of happiness..no matter how minuscule
It is in the midst of panic that IΒ Β reach for the serenity that had once surrounded me
Written by
Angelique  23/F
(23/F)   
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