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Aug 2017
I'll gather your hands softly,
make sure you breathe.
Inhale, exhale, inhale.
Think of blooming flowers
and buzzing bees
and chirping birds.
Of floating clouds,
landing airplanes.
You are okay.
You are doing great.
You are all things soft
and beautiful
and strong.
You're so strong.
You can make it.
You're getting through this.
And I'll be with you.

-m.b
galaxy of myths
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galaxy of myths  26/F/Malaysia
(26/F/Malaysia)   
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