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Apr 2010
You're still breathing.
Listen-- yes--
it's still beating.

Why so aflutter?
Say it-- yes--
words sweet to utter.

Summon strength and rile.
Flex-- yes--
your cheeks still smile.

The world is bright.
Look-- yes--
morning sings its light.
Matthew Cannizzaro
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Matthew Cannizzaro
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