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Apr 2018
BREATHING
In.
Out.
It's fine, then—
the air is too thin
can't breathe
heart trips
can't see
you're dying, then—
You're fine.
In.
Out.

h.f.m.
maybe it's not any of these that are wrong
maybe it's just me
Hannah Marr
Written by
Hannah Marr  19/F/Canada
(19/F/Canada)   
65
   Jason Elliot
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